A few months ago: “Man, I just wish I the afterlife is real,” the grandma complained in bed, “I’m already pretty old, and I ain’t wanna lose all my beauty.”
“I see,” a mysterious voiced boomed from above.
“Who’s there!” the grandma screamed in shock.
“It is me,” the voice responded, “The Dream.”
“The Dream?” she questioned, “Whats that!”
“Oh,” the soft yet eerie voice explained, “I am here to make your wish come true.”
“Really?!” The selfish old woman happily exclaimed, “I wanna be able to have an afterlife, so I can live forever!”
“Just remember these two words,” the voice echoed, “Physical and Spiritual.”
“Physical and Spiritual?” the grandma eagerly shouted, “What does that even mean?”
“Goodbye,” the voice soothed.
“NO! WAIT!” but the voice vanished before it could hear her.
Present time: The Misfit sprang back, as if a snake had bitten him, and shot the grandma three times through the chest. The grandma took her last breath and fell motionless onto the ground. Her body soaked in a terrifying pool of blood. The men put their guns back into a box and locked them up with numerous locks.
The lady’s consciousness was still barely hanging on, and she barely managed to say, “Spiritual.”
Suddenly, a brute force of wind pushed her spirit out of her body. The grandma was physically dead but spiritually alive. The grandma’s spirit looked down at her dead body in confusion. Next to her body, she saw Bobby Lee, one of the Misfit’s friends, and the Misfit having a conversation.
“Oh boy! Ya little bastard!” The spirit violently screamed, “I’m gonna beat-cha up for killin’ me!”
“Quiet!” the Misfit said to Bobby, ‘Ya hear that sound?” Bobby looked at him like he was nuts.
“Oh ya! Yer gonna hear me now!” the spirit gleefully shouted.
“Shhh,” the misfit hushed silently, “I heard it again.”
“Oh, yeah I heard it too,” Bobby added, “What is it?”
“It’s me, and I’m back for revenge!” the spirit erupted. She held up all her strength and charged directly at the Misfit’s head.
“Youch!” screamed the Misfit, “Somethin’ like a big wind just smacked my head!”
“Are you going insane!” Bobby said to Misfit.
“Nah I’m not! This is real!” He responded.
“HEEHEEHEE!” the spirit thought in her mind. Now I remember those two words that the dream thingy told me, they were spiritual and physical. If spiritual tranforms me into a spirit, that means physical should turn me into a human again!
“Physical!” the spirit shouted. All of a sudden, she was sucked back into her body like the power of a million vacuums. As she popped into her physical body, she started glowing and vibrating simultaneous for a second or so, and she was now a human again. This time, her body strength and health was significantly improved from when she was an old lady.
“YO!” the Misfit screamed, “That old lady’s back somehow! What in the hecking flopperdinkles!?” The lady jumped into the air, and threw her fist directly at the misfit’s face. He ducked just in time, and used his elbow to hit her directly in the face. The lady flew backwards, only to regain her stance within seconds. This time, the lady swung her foot at the Misfit, but Bobby jumped in and grabbed it with all his might. The lady fell back to the ground, and the Misfit pounced over and pinned her down.
“How in the world did you come back to life!” the Misfit asked.
The lady had no time to explain, and she quietly whispered, ‘Spiritual.” Immediately, her spirit form was flung out of her body. The powerful force blasted both men back many feet.
“What kinda wizardry is this!” the Misfit complained.
“Quick!” Bobby replied, “Go open the box and get our guns!”
As soon as the spirit heard this, she charged at the box, pushing it off the car and far away.
“Physical,” the spirit said. In an instant, her spirit was sucked back into her body and she pounced on the men before they could react. She hit Bobby in the chest with her elbow and also slammed the Misfit on the car with her foot. Both men were extremely confused and weak.
“Spiritual.” the lady called once again. She turned into her spiritual form, and floated over to the weapon box where the guns where stored. Without any effort, she simply phased through the walls of the box, and grabbed the guns. By engulfing the guns inside her spiritual self, she managed to phase the guns outside the walls too.
“Physical.” The spirit said. The spirit was flung back into its physical body, and the guns fell into her hands.
“BAM! BAM!” With two perfectly aimed shots, the lady killed both the Misfit and Bobby Lee.
“Next time!” the lady warned, “Never mess with me!”