October 25 2001 at 7:32 PM
|Harbinger of Death
|CJ sat forlornly, alone in her room. Everyone
was dead. She’d looked and looked, called every extension in the
university phone book, but it was a fact: She was the only one left.
Perhaps the Harbinger forgot about her. Perhaps he didn’t realize she
wasn’t with Bluetopaz when he killed her. Whatever the reason, she was
going to miss the party. Everything would be over when the other Debs got
back. They would have all kinds of scars and stories, and she’d have
nothing. She sighed.
“Why so blue?” said a voice, and she turned to see the Harbinger of Death.
“Where have you been?” she demanded. “I’ve been alive all this time!”
“I know,” he admitted. “It was all part of my plan. Come on.” He waved his arm, and she found herself in the dead Debs’ party house. Everyone was there, and they were all transparent. Their faces lit up when they saw her.
“CJ!” they cried, and ran over to greet her. Some who had mastered physical force as a phantom were able to hug her; the rookies just ran right through her body. It was a weird feeling. “What’s taken you so long?”
“I’m doing this to prove my point,” said the Harbinger of Death, and at his tone, someone turned off the music so everyone could hear. “You know I work alone. It’s a point of professional pride with me. Meddling is an absolute no-no. So when I caught Red Storm and Kat trying to plot CJ’s demise, I decided to make an example of them by foiling their plans.” He turned to CJ. “As a result, you are going to stay alive this year, here at the party, but you will not have to die.”
CJ was touched by the gesture. Usually he was such a stickler for the rules, yet here was the Harbinger, bending them just for her. A tear formed in her eye. “Really?” she asked, looking up at him.
“No. Not really.” With a swoop of his scythe he neatly lopped off her head. POOF, she was transparent just like the rest of them. “What do you people think I am, some kind of patsy? Now if any of you messes with me next year, I might just KEEP your heads! So cut it out!” He disappeared in a twinkle of an eye, and someone turned the music back on. The party resumed with the dancing and laughing and floating around the room.
“I guess I should have seen that coming,” said CJ, blinking her ghostly eyes.
Red Storm and Kat just laughed and put their arms around her. “Welcome to the party,” they said. And the rest of the spooky season was spent in much merriment by all.