Ghost || Issac + Andy
It had been two years. Two long, sleepless years since Issac was brutally murdered on the streets of his hometown. He wasn't sure how he was still here, here meaning as stuck in between what he had assumed would be heaven and hell. He had tried all the things he knew about crossing to the other side but alas, he just couldn't do it. H noticed one day a boy, looking straight at him. He waved, not sure if he was dead too.










