Dannys class gets into a heated debate over how ghosts are formed and so Mr. William Lancer, wanting the class to get back on topic, decided to ask Danny Fenton. “Maybe Mr.Fenton could shed some light on this for us?” Of course the whole class turns to face him. He doesnt shrink from the attention anymore, far to tired. Before he can respond Dash blurts out a taunt “Fentianas parents hunt ghosts, what could he possibly know about making one!” A little chuckle of a laugh from Danny chills the whole class. “Oh i know plenty about how a ghosts is formed Dash. Its when someone dies but they still have a stronge emotional bond with the living world.” And in a softer voice he adds “that or theirs enough ectoplasm around.” His voice isnt taunting. Its empty but they can all almost feel how tired the words make him. And that last bit. How could he know. He sounds so sure of it. Not a hint of doubt. How does he know. That bit about the ectoplasm. Just how did the Fentons get the ghosts they studied. They are ghost hunters but not very good ones, that much was clear. Are they… are they making them?
No one dares to ask. What if their next. “Well there you have it class… Now back to the topic we had been previously discussing!” Mr. WILLIAM Lancer tries to forget what he just heard. He isnt paid nearly enough for that. He just wants to teach English. The students are also eager to forget the implications of Fentons words welcome the change in subject.
Its probably the most interactive and engaging he has ever had a class.
