The Spirit World- for the GHOST LOVER people

THE SPIRIT WORLD-inspiration from a comic- creepy#9

Late one night,a shambling figure made its way down a deserted city street.It arrived at an apartment building and went inside.The landlady caught a glimpse of the strange figure struggling up the stairs.

All of a sudden she heard a crash! and the sound of splintering wood.Then, there were terrified screams and a sound of a terrible struggle.She ran to the phone and called up the cops.When she came back, there was a fearful silence....

Cautiously, the landlady made her way up the stairs until she saw the broken door.It was the door to the apartment of one of her tenants...a university student,Michael Flynn.
peering through the door, she saw Michael lying on the floor.He was mortally injured and his face had been beaten to a pulp.She helped him onto the bed and tried to make him comfortable,but it was clear that he was dying.
''What happened Michael?'' the Landlady cried..
Michael let out an agonized groan.
''it all started with my lecturer at the university'' he said ''his name was Professor Jerome.He was an old man with grey hair and he walked with a cane. He must have been 70 years old if he was a day.''
He was doing research on Hypnotism and I volunteered to be one of his test subjects.One evening, he invited me to his house. He wanted me to assist him with a Hypnotic experiment.He told me he wanted to put me into a trance.I felt a little nervous,But I trusted him.After all, he was my Professer.
He took out his pocket watch and held it in front of my eyes. I watched it swinging back and forth.I listened to the soothing sound of his voice and gradually,I felt myself falling into a trance.
All of a sudden, I felt as if I was separating from my body! I was a free spirit, cut loose from the flesh.I was floating up and up and when I looked down,I saw my body sitting in the chair and Professer Jerome standing over me.
The room started swirling around me and then,it simply vanished.I was moving through a new world...Floating through a strange world of mist and shadow...drifting through an unearthly place of fog and darkness. I had no idea, where I was and where I was going..
Eventually, I wanted to go back into my body.I floated back the way I had come.When I returned to the room,I was horrified to find my body moving around on its own!Somebody had stolen it. I didn't have to look far for the culprit.
Professer Jerome's body sat slumped on the chair.He was dead.It didn't take me long to work out what had happened.While I was gone,He had left his body and taken over mine!His body was old and he knew he was going to die soon, so he stole a healthy young body....My body!
I watched helplessly as Professer Jerome walked away with my body and set about living a new life.I was trapped in a world of mist and shadow,doomed to wander aimlessly for all eternity.Without a body,I was nothing,but a free spirit.It was a fate worse than death.
I don't know how long I lingered in that gloomy netherworld.Perhaps,it was months maybe years.Finally something struck me! It was so simple and I wondered why didn't I think of it before...
I searched and searched, until eventually,I found what I was looking for...The cemetery where Professer Jerome's body had been buried.I floated down through the earth and entered the coffin where I possessed the body.The rest of it wasn't easy,But I managed to claw my way out of that grave  and pulled up myself to the surface.
When I stood up and tried to walk,I realized that too much time had gone by.Professer Jerome's body was now a rotting corpse.With every step I took,pieces of flesh were dropping off.I had to keep going.My spirit controlled the awful,decaying thing and forced it to move forward.
I made my way home...back to my apartment building...up the stairs...and I kicked open the door...
You can imagine the horror on Professer Jerome's face....my face...when he turned around and saw his own rotting corpse standing in the doorway.His eyes grew wide,his jaw dropped open and he began trembling and shaking with fear.
I threw myself at him and my bony fingers wrapped around his throat,strangling him.I was trying to throttle the life out of him.It was a terrible struggle.Each time I smashed my fist into his face,bits of my body would drop off.Each time I stomped on his head,my body would crumble more and more.I was falling into pieces, but i kept beating him.
Eventually,I accomplished what I had come to do.I had beaten him nearly to death.Professer Jerome's spirit abandoned the dying body...my body...and floated up into the air..I was able to possess my body again.I'm back...back in my own body...Oh how glorious it feels to be back...''
And with that,the student breathed his last.His eyes closed and he finally died.There was a serene smile on his face..
The landlady had listened to the entire story, but she didn't believe a word of it.However, when she turned on the lights, she was horrified to find the rotten corpse of an old man,lying in pieces on the floor....and then the cops came! she narrated the entire story,but the cops,too,didn't believe a word of it and thought the woman to be psycho and they left....

now you would have surely known the theme of the month...yes!GHOST STORIES/URBAN LEGENDS! 

xoxo,

Mahek:*