Exhausted after the day he’s had, Danny decided that he was going to sleep. All the pain was just too much to deal with, and he felt physically and mentally drained. However, not everything goes as planned. Soon after falling asleep, Danny awoke with another bout of pain. The waves of pain had been coming less often, but they still came often enough to not allow him to sleep.

And sleep is all Danny wanted to do. The longest amount of sleep he’s had so far has been thirty minutes.

Danny didn’t give up on trying to sleep until about nine in the morning. Deciding that he might have to ride this out till it stops altogether, Danny gets gets up with wobbling steps and takes a shower. It seemed to freshen him up a bit, and he noticed how hungry he was. Danny put his clothes on and was ready for breakfast.

Danny didn’t take two steps out of the bathroom when he felt it again. He fell to his knees, but he didn’t buckle over. He had to endure. It wasn’t as bad as last time. Ectoplasm bubbled from his back and chest. It leaked from his eyes, nose and ears. Danny coughed out a chunk of green and red blood. He’d have to clean that up.

The cloak of ectoplasm made its way over his body quicker than last time. Danny wiped his eyes as he immediately felt better.’What a Rush!’ It felt like he had gotten a full twelve hours of sleep, and he was raring to-

“GWoah?!” Danny suddenly fell through the floor into the kitchen. Falling onto the kitchen table, he’s grateful that it didn’t break. He wasn’t sure if he could explain that. ‘Oh you know, I fell through the floor, completely normal stuff.’

It doesn’t really hurt actually. He got up, and prepared himself just in case he fell through the floor again, glaring at his feet. ‘Called it!’ When he started slipping through the floor Danny was ready, but what he wasn’t ready for was that now he was caught halfway through.

For sure, this was a new experience. Being stuck halfway through the floor, that is. And it was one Danny didn’t like. Danny also remembered that he didn’t stay this way for long last time either. When he couldn’t get out by pushing up with his arms, he tried flailing his legs to catch on to something. His face blushed green for a moment as he realized what he was doing. He wasn’t sure that he was expecting to happen.

Panic started to creep in. What if he turned back right here? Would he be cut in half, or would he have to wait here until the next time this… whatever this was came back? Danny wanted none of that, he only wanted out. He grew desperate, grunting and whimpering as he delved further into panic, the whole time Danny was desperately thrashing around, trying to get out of the floor.

He could feel it waning. The energy, the rush. Danny went into overdrive. Danny was hyperventilating and his glowing green eyes were darting all over the place. Danny pushed his hands into the floor, trying for one last push to get out.“Oh no, fuck no. Back up! GO BACK UP! OR DOWN! Just… not… HERE!”

The last push did it and Danny shut his eyes as he flew right up through the ceiling, then the next one, and then he went through the roof. He kept flying up for a bit until he stopped midair. Danny opened his eyes and looked around. ‘Holy Shit.’ He was flying. He was fucking flying! Then he was falling. “Uh-oh.”

Looking down Danny saw his house approach rapidly. He wasn’t that high up in the air, but it was high up enough for a fall to kill him. He closed his eyes and shouted: “STOP, STOP, STOP, STOP”

His wishes were granted right before he hit the ground. Danny peeked his eyes open to see the ground of his backyard a foot away from his face. He was still floating. He relaxed, and exhaled a breath of relief before abruptly falling face first into the ground and kissing the dirt. The ectoplasm dissipated off his body in seconds leaving a tired and disheveled Danny on the ground.

He wasn’t tired from sleep anymore, that was for sure but the last ten minutes probably shaved away a couple years off his life. Danny laid there for about ten minutes before he got up with a groan. Staggering to his feet, Danny took a damage report on his body. His face hurt, that was because he fell on it. His neck hurt, that was because he fell on his face. He didn’t ache quite as much anymore, but it was still there, and the area to the right of his heart kind of stung.

After getting through the house Danny plopped down onto the couch. “Wow, this sucks so much…” Danny was beside himself with how awful his summer vacation has been.

First, he gets electrocuted, portaled, or died; quite painfully he would add. Whatever that excruciating pain was, it was only the beginning. A night without sleep, accompanied by waves of pain both minor and intense. Then after a refreshing shower, what better than falling through his floor, almost getting bisected by it. Who could forget about the flying? And then the falling and the facebreaker he experienced. “All in all, this sucks ass so far.” Danny grumbled into his hand. Thinking about it, there was ectoplasm coming out of him. This sucked pretty hard.

Danny is jostled out of his thoughts by his rumbling stomach. “That’s right… I was hungry before I started falling through floors.” Grumbling as he forced his tired body off the couch, Danny goes to the kitchen to make some food.

The meal was thankfully peaceful; no pain, no falling through the floors or sudden flight either. That was nice. Or normal. At least until his hand turned invisible when he was washing the dishes. He didn’t notice it at first until he looked down and saw, well, nothing where his hand was.

“Ahhh!” Danny dropped the plate and it broke against the floor when he stumbled back. Catching himself on the counter he looks at his hand in bewilderment. ‘I can still feel it, and I think I’m moving it.’

Danny touched his face with the invisible hand, and he could feel it. He looked at his hand in confusion before he noticed it slowly creeping up his arm. Danny couldn’t really do anything about it, so he just kept watching with wide eyes as it crept over his whole body. It’s not like he could run away from his own body.

Eventually when the whole of his body is now invisible, Danny notes that he can see his body again, though it's more like a see-through outline of his body.

He stands up, and goes to the first floor restroom to see himself in the mirror. “This is freaky…” What a surprise, he couldn’t see himself in a reflection. As cool as this is, Danny didn’t want to stay this way. Actually, it probably wouldn’t interfere that much at the moment. ‘I hope it goes away soon.’

Danny goes back to the kitchen and cleans up the floor. He felt like he’s done that a lot recently. Was he forgetting something?

Danny went back to the couch, turned the TV on, and kicked his feet up onto the armrest on the other side. He was about an hour through the movie he was watching, a pretty bad zombie movie, when he noticed his legs flicker back to visibility. He watched as it became invisible again, then visible, and continued the back and forth for about a minute before he was back to being visible. ‘About time.’

His face was deadpan through the whole thing, though he exhales a sigh of relief. It still felt like it wasn’t over to Danny. His chest didn’t hurt as much, but it still throbbed every once in a while, but that was it. “Hope I’m through the worst of it…”

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It was about one oclock when Danny felt it again. The pain. It was different this time. He felt cold, colder than he’s ever felt before. Danny gasped at the feeling, like liquid nitrogen was being pumped into his veins. He felt where the pain was coming from, right next to his heart where that pain from earlier was throbbing.

Danny rolled off the couch and landed on his knees. As nice as the carpet felt he struggled to get to his feet, clutching his chest in pain. Frost was forming on his hands, and his eyes were flickering an icy blue with each wave of cold, cold pain. Danny barely made it to the kitchen before he dropped down again. “Arrrgh!”

Danny braced his hands against the floor, trying to get up, and failing. The pain just kept coming and he was so cold. He was shivering in pain and fright as he curled his hands, balling them into a fist. Danny didn’t even notice that his fingers made scratch marks on the ceramic kitchen tiles. Unable to bear the pain anymore, Danny just flops onto his back in the middle of the kitchen. His breathing was quick as the icy pain kept going through his body. ‘Why does this hurt so much more?!’

The frost krept from his shivering body onto the floor, slowly gaining territory over the kitchen tiles. The temperature in the room was dropping fast, and there was a constant stream of cold blue vapor exiting Danny’s mouth every time he exhaled. His ears were ringing, and his teeth hurt from grinding them in pain. Soon ectoplasm started leaking from his chest again, albeit slowly, from the very same place he could feel the most pain coming from.

‘Hold on! It’ll be… over… soon!’ Danny could only think of holding out till the pain ceased. He hopes it ends soon. Eventually, after ten minutes in pain, the ectoplasm covers his entire body. Danny can feel the rush coming on, slowly pushing the pain back. His breathing evened out in a matter of minutes.

Danny looked to the clock, ‘2 oclock’ he saw. He had been in pain for an hour, and it definitely felt like it. It still hurt, but he wasn’t cold anymore. Slowly, Danny sat up and got to his feet. It startled him effortless that was after what he just went through. He looked around and was startled by what he saw. His whole kitchen was frosted over. There was a thin layer of ice all over the whole kitchen, and it glowed slightly. Frozen stalactites hung from the ceiling, and he couldn’t see out the windows from fog and frost. “I really hope this goes away soon… ”

As if on cue, the ice dissipates into the air, not even leaving water marks in the kitchen. It startles Danny but he’s grateful it went away so quick, that’s one less thing to worry about. Danny looks down at himself, taking in his appearance. He moved to the bathroom to get another look.

In the mirror Danny sees a similar appearance to the one from the day of the accident. “Woah…” Danny whispers while touching his face. The same glowing green eyes and shaggy snow white hair, his skin was pale like snow and he was wearing a black and white version of the hazmat suit he used earlier. The suit fit more comfortably than the one he went into the portal with.

The ectoplasm coat radiated a dull glow from Danny, and turning off the light gives him further proof that he was positively glowing. Danny knows what this is, his parents have told him and showed it to him before.

“Ectoplasm.”

They get it from ghosts, and it was currently coming out of his body. So what did that make him? Was he a ghost? Did he die in that portal? Danny checked his pulse… still there. It was slow though, noticeably slow. He also felt something else, a different kind of pulse. It was coming from next to his heart. The same place that hurt earlier was now sending out pulses of cold energy through his body and he could feel it. And boy, did it feel great.

He was alive, but he was also a ghost. Half-ghost. “Cool.” Danny mumbled. Maybe that was why he kept falling through floors and turned invisible. He also flew! Even if it was only for a bit, he still did it. Danny suddenly sports a daring smirk.

He starts jumping up and down, and aside from getting better air than normal, nothing happens. Pausing, Danny closes his eyes and concentrates. Danny thinks of going up, like he did before, flying. Defying gravity. Then he feels it, tugging at his core. Danny's eyes slowly open to see him floating, he looks around and down. He’s two feet in the air, his feet are just dangling there under him. Thinking ‘Higher’ Danny crashes into the ceiling immediately. Danny looks up while rubbing his head, there was an indention in the ceiling. Tracing his hand across it he can tell the center is two inches deep. “That’s noticeable.”…But would his parents notice?

…No. No they wouldn’t. They’re barely up here as is, and Danny has a feeling once they get that portal up and running, they’re going to be even more scarce than they are now. Danny scowles, turning away from those thoughts to focus on something that’s actually amazing.

Danny has superpowers. He’s a ghost, but alive! And he can fly! Kind of! Can he get back to the ground now?

Think and it shall be done! While he was floating in the air, Danny’s knees were bent, but when he crashed into the ground, it was Danny’s knees that hit first. “Arrgh!”

Danny rolls over, clutching his knees in pain, before it quickly fades. A little startled that the pain didn’t last longer, with a face of caution, Danny warily stretches his legs, noticing nothing out of place or painful. Danny sports one last look at his ceiling crater and moves onto the next task. Intangibility!

So far Danny has been through the floor from the lab, and all the way out through the roof. He knows he can go through walls, and fly while doing it. Knowing he can do it, and knowing how to do it are two different things though. Although Danny struggles to get the feel of his newfound power, he eventually manages to get the trick of it. He can’t seem to get it to last for his whole body though. Just the hand seems fine, or a foot, but making the whole thing intentionally intangible seems like something in the future.

Danny sticks his hand through the fridge door, and rummages around while thinking. What else can ghosts do? He turned invisible earlier, that’s another place to start. But more, he knows there’s more. Finding what he’s looking for in the fridge, Danny fishes out a sandwich.

After eating the sandwich, Danny tried turning his arm invisible, and to his surprise it was easier than going intangible. Happy that it’s getting easier, he tries to make his whole body invisible; It was a failure, but going by how easy it felt, Danny is pretty sure he can get it down soon. Stopping and looking down Danny attempts to will his coat of ectoplasm away. Keyword being tried. Frowning, he continued attempting to turn back human, while making his way back to the lab.

There was research to be done, research to see what ghosts could do. To see what he could do.