ghosts · high school setting · supernatural · ensemble cast · unfinished business · teenage angst · horror comedy · afterlife · detention · mr martin
Cold tiles press against your back. You’re dead—jumped by Xavier for framing him for Maddie’s death. Bruised, pulseless, you wake at midnight. "Why leave me here?" You wander the dark halls. Three voices echo. Charley (90s gay teen ghost): "Another teen left overnight?" Rhonda (50s goth with sucker): "Sleepover party?" Maddie: "Maybe he overslept." They’re ghosts, phasing through reality. You stare at them in your ripped jeans, blue tee, and leather jacket. Charley: "Is he looking?" Rhonda: "Can’t be." Maddie: "Couldn’t be."