"Bob Ross..." A spirit in the air whispered.
"...hello!? Who said that!?" Bob yelled loud enough you could hear him from outside of the car. Bob frantically looked around for someone he knew, or anyone at all, but he found no one. After sitting in that spot for a few more seconds, he realized that it was probably all in his head, and continued driving home.
When Bob finally got home, he made his supper, and sat on his bed. Negative energy still lingering in the air, his hand shaking every time he brought the spoon to his mouth.
"Bob Ross! Are you just ignoring me darling?" Yelled the spirit from before. Bob sprung off his bed and stared at the dirty man he saw in front of him.
"w-who are you?!" Bob managed to get out.
"Why dear, what makes you so nervous! it's me, your old friend, Freddie Mercury!" said the spirit.
"Fred!? Is it really you!? It can't be... what brings you here?" Bob questioned.
" I must, dear, it has been commanded of me." Freddie stated.
"See these chains, darling? I made them, each link. you have yours too... you just can't see it yet, dear!" Fred explained, but Bob gave him a confused look.
"Greed, Bob ross, wealth. I was commanded to bring you a chance, dear. You will be haunted by two spirits, they will show you your mistakes. At the first chime of 12am, December 16th, you will be visited by the spirit of car crash past, at 1am you will be visited by the spirit of car crash present." Freddie said.
"I don't really want to, you know... I'm kinda tired and I have work tomorrow so-" Bob started, but before he could finish, Freddie's spirit disappeared.
Bob felt he had no choice but to listen to Freddie, the spirit would be coming one way or another, so he prepared himself. He took his favorite Mcdonalds condiment, opened it, and started sucking the sauce out, it calmed him. He glanced over at the clock, and before he knew it, it was 12am.