(Just skip that part if you don't like that type of stuff, stay safe, please! And for those who've got problems fro stuff like that, DEFINITELY SKIP-please!)

"You're an interesting vessel."

Ranboo looked around, the room that fuzzy-black and white again.

"Who the heck are you?!" Ranboo shouted.

"You still are easy to control, but I feel like instead of killing you, I should keep you as a plaything."

"What are you talking about?" Ranboo shouted at the voice again, frantically looking around the black and white setting.

"Maybe just a little corruption will do the trick?"

Ranboo frowned, trying to find where the voice was coming from.

What is it talking about? Vessel? Control? Corruption? Is it talking about me? It has to be talking about me... It's probably the gatekeeper spirit. I have to find it.

"Where are you hiding?" Ranboo questioned, not raising his voice this time.

"Yes, now... Begin!"

Ranboo woke up with a start, his eyes darting around the darkroom. It looked normal enough to be the real thing. Then Ranboo's phone vibrated.

Definitely the real thing.

It was from Tommy, he wanted to meet up with Phil, and had asked Tubbo if they could come to his house for a bit. Now he had DMed Ranboo to ask if he had anything in mind for the visit. Ranboo looked at the DM and sighed. He couldn't think right now, not after that weird dream... or more fittingly, that nightmare.

'No', he DMed back, 'I didt have anything in mind if U want we can just chill'.

Ranboo got up out of bed, looked at Tubbo, who was still sound asleep, and quietly left to the kitchen. He felt strange all of a sudden, nauseous and shaky, he probably needed some food.

=After Tommy and Philza Arrived=

"Nice to see you again King." Tommy smiled, knowing very well the events of his last visit.

"Nice to see you too," Ranboo nodded, and then added. "And also Phil."

Philza laughed a bit, "How are you doing mate."

Ranboo almost frowned at that question, but felt like that would have set off alarm. Ranboo looked over at Tommy, wondering if he should tell him what had been going on, and what was to come.

"AYEEE!" Tubbo grinned as he entered the room, "Hellooooo Friends!"

Tommy lit up at the site of Tubbo, "AYEEEEE!" Tommy also greeted his friend.

"Some bad news friend!" Tubbo said, a smile still painted on his face.

Well, that solves that problem.

"Seriously?!" Tommy groaned, Philza looked at them a little confused.

"Yep, Ranboo's now harboring the enemy boss guy." Tubbo announced, seemingly forgetting Philza was standing right behind Tommy.

"He's possessed by the big shadowy guy now?" Tommy questioned, he now also somehow forgot Phil was even there.

"Uh, I think?" Tubbo answered, Ranboo mentally facepalming.

"Ranboo's what!?" Philza questioned, Tommy and Tubbo suddenly recalling his existence.

Ranboo sighed, "Grab a chair, I'll explain."

Philza sat down at the kitchen table with Ranboo.

Ranboo then began to give him a brief explanation. "You see me and Tubbo got possessed by demons, and have been fighting off ghosts for a while now, and-"

"WHAT!? When?" Philza questioned further, very concerned.

"Not too long ago I did a streee-" Ranboo cut off, his eyes going dull.

Tubbo noticed almost immediately and quickly came over to his side.

"Really? Right now? J*sus Ch*st, I can't believe it's still 'the early stage'." Tubbo thought aloud.

Tommy came to the table beside Philza, "Is this what you were talking about? It doesn't look nearly as bad as the other one."

Tubbo laughed dryly, "No, in fact, it's ten times worse."

Philza looked at Ranboo and Tubbo and then at Tommy, "What was last time!?"

"Ranboo! Ranboo, come on!" Tubbo muttered, shaking Ranboo's arm.

Tommy turned to Phil, "Last time he turned into a monster thing and tried to kill us."

Philza looked back at Ranboo in extreme concern. Ranboo suddenly stood up, Tubbo trying to pull him back down into the chair. Phil and Tommy watched as Ranboo shook off Tubbo and then slowly walked over to the table with the pencil bucket again. Grabbing that same pen out and beginning to write on his hand again.

"What's he doing?" Philza asked as Tubbo scrambled back to his feet.

"He's writing those symbols on himself again." Tubbo frowned, "D*** it, why can't it just have ended after the dumb 'gate seal' thing?"

Tubbo snatched the pen from Ranboo just as Ranboo had finished drawing the symbol. Ranboo's eyes brightened again, and he grabbed his head groaning.

"Agh- Right now?..." Ranboo looked around to see that everyone was staring at him. "Oh... That must have been confusing."

Philza stood up, "So, this- This is happening?... Will Ranboo be okay?"

"I don't know, at least for now..." Tubbo looked at the ground, "Hexis said he only has about 2 weeks... I... But Hexis is working on a fix, she's going to sever the connection!"

Philza looked at Tubbo confused, "Who is Hexis?"

Tubbo smiled at that question as he lead Ranboo to the table and sat him down.

"A good friend of ours." Tubbo smiled.

Philza sat back down as everyone took a seat around the table. Tommy looked at Philza with a mischievous smile. Ranboo, feeling progressively sicker by the second for some reason, frowned at the fact that yet another person now knew of their Ghost Hunters problems. Tubbo's eyes closed after a moment, Hexis looking around the table at the group.

Her gaze then landed on Philza, "Oh, we've got another newcomer."

Philza stared at Tubbo with confusion. He didn't quite understand what had happened.

"The name is Hexis," Hexis smiled, "Tubbo's ghost- possessioner? I still haven't figured that out..."

Philza, for just a millisecond, still didn't realize. Then his eyes went wide with both terror, curiosity, and surprise.

"You're the ghost that's- G*d this is a nightmare." Philza held his head, his face was pale.

"Please don't faint!" Hexis waved her hands at Philza. "I'm not evil or anything! Even though I'm technically a demon- But I'm a friendly demon!"

Philza just stared at Hexis for a long while, until Tubbo switched back.

"Philza didn't faint right?!" Tubbo asked almost immediately.

Tommy shook his head, "Nah, the old man's alright."

Tubbo looked over at Philza and laughed a bit, "King, you look like you've just seen a ghost."

Tommy and Ranboo glared at him, that remark calming Philza down a little.

Ranboo then grabbed his stomach in pain, it felt like someone had just punched him full force in the gut. Ranboo squeezed his eyes shut tightly, his eyelids strangely heavy with sleep.

Agh, why do I have to deal with all this crap? Why, why, why?! Why do I feel so tired all of a sudden?

"Ranboo? You alright there King?" Tommy asked, Ranboo opening his eyes to see their expressions.

The moment he opened his eyes, he jumped back in sheer horror. Falling off his chair and onto the floor, his stomach pain instantly evaporated. Their faces, Tubbo, Tommy, and Phil's faces...

Their faces were all cut up, covered in blood, and mold. Their eyes were gone, their mouths eerie black cut outfrowns. Everyone was dead, all of them mangled dead corpses! Ranboo closed his eyes, screaming in pure anguish, and curled up on the floor. He couldn't look at them, they were all so bloody, and dead.

Their faces! What the h*ll, they're all dead, their all-all-all...

Ranboo cried, he could feel hot tears run down his cheeks. He didn't want to look at those things. Those things are not his friends, they can't be...

"RANBOO COME ON! WAKE UP! WAKE UP PLEASE!" Ranboo heard someone cry, and felt someone shaking his shoulder.

He opened his eyes slowly, he didn't want to see those things, never again. When he did open his eyes he saw Tubbo, but not as the corpse from before. Ranboo realized then he was shaking, and he breathed slowly in and out to calm himself down. Ranboo sat up and saw Philza, Tubbo, and Tommy staring at him with worried expressions.

"What happened, are you okay?!" Tubbo questioned.

"It looked like you were having a panic attack there, Ranboo." Tommy said, his eyes glossy as if he was on the verge of tears.

"I-I-" Ranboo began to explain, but as soon as those things flashed through his head he felt tears welling up again.

"It's okay Ranboo, it's best if you get some rest. We can talk about what happened there tomorrow, okay mate?" Philza said softly, helping Ranboo up off the floor.

Tomorrow? Today was enough. I want whatever nightmare is in my head out! Those things- I can't even- I don't want to even think about them...