Connor begins to rapidly blink hoping his eyes would go back to normal, He rubs his eyes a little but nothing happens. Then slowly his eyes adjust, the red and blue combining together forming his previous dark brown eye colour. “Well that was weird, i guess”, Connor quickly ignores what just happened but left it in the back of his mind, he quickly throws everything together for school packing everything he needs. He reaches for one final item, his EMF reader. As he gets closer to it, it starts to whine at a high pitch frequency. Connor quickly moves his hand away from it. it stops. then back. the whining continues. He repeats this 4 times with the beeping starting every time he moves his hand closer. “Did the electricity from yesterday screw this things readings” he sighed “This things like 40 dollars also i’d need to order it from america so like plus another 30 dollars on top of that” Connor stuffed the EMF reader into his backpack, hopefully he could fix it while he was at school he thought. Like usual he walked through his town to get to school while listening to music but this time he had those red and blue eyes on his mind, how did that happen, what caused it. He eventually made it to the front gate Oliver was there waiting for him, “Why are you so early?”, “huh?”, “you’re not usually here for another 10 minutes” Oliver says whilst pointing to his phone clock, the imposing static returned drowning out everything Connor could hear in that moment, Oliver’s phones torch is turned on then the brightness of the screen goes down and the volume all the way up. “Bro what the fuck is this” Oliver says as he try’s to revert the settings. “Hey, Oliver” Connor says hesitantly “are my eyes red?”, “what? Have you been smoking “, “WHAT!, no haha I’ve never touched the stuff”, “hmmm, did you get pink eye again Connor”, “No! what do you mean again!” Oliver laughs “I’m just fucking with you, your eyes are fine”. Connor pulls out his phone to see his eyes are still red and blue, “WHAT” Connor thinks to himself. Both of them walk into school laughing and making jokes, all the while Connor’s silently freaking out about his situation. Connor zoning out in his math class late in the afternoon is thinking about what to do after school. The low static hum of his eyes remained but no one paid any mind to them, it seemed they couldn’t see them. Connor begins to zone out further while the digital whiteboard shifts and flickers slightly mirroring his vision on the screen, before anyone else could notice it slowly faded out back to the previous screen. “Ummm what the fuck?” Connor says in a slight whisper whilst chewing on the end of his pen. A humanoid figure of electricity appears before the class after phasing through the wall, no one reacts. Connor is the only person in the room who can see it. The ring of the EMF reader can be heard muffled from Connors bag. The lights flicker as the Humanoid creature enters the room. “What the hell?” said one member of the class, “OMG it's a ghost!” replied another member jokingly. Unbenounsed to everyone in the room Connor was staring at a ghost at this moment, it walked around the room, sparks flying off of its figure, it walked around glancing at Connors class mates before finally making its way to Connor. The faceless figure of electricity blankly stared at Connor, Fearful for his life Connor did not acknowledge the creature's existence, but it remained. With its stare not disconnecting from him for a second, it watched Connor write notes and solve equations. Connor raises his hand slightly “Hey miss can i go to the toilet” Connor stared right past the creature “Yes you can connor, go ahead” the teacher responded. Connor sighs in relief, stands up and walks out the room. As the door begins to click shut he hears a echoed screech come from the room. With a shocked appearance on his face he steps away from the door, The creature sprints through the door, as if enraged by Connors sudden departure from the room it attempts to chase after him, The sparks flying off it becoming increasingly frequent. Connor effectively runs for his life down the open hall from this creature filled completely with electricity “what is that thing” Connor quickly thought, “well it came through a wall so the most likely option is a Spirit” recalling an almost encyclopedic knowledge of Ghost types. Connor Eventually loses the Spirit after sprinting like his life depended on it, and attempts to hide inside a small storage cupboard, the cramped space was filled with old TVs that the school had kept. Connor keeping his eyes fixed to the door he could hear the Spirits Electricity sizzle slowly creep up to the door he was hiding behind, he had thought he had gotten away. The low static hum returned along with it the TVs around him had turned on despite the lack of power outlets in the room. The Electric Spirit began to step through the door slowly approaching Connor, the static of the TVs filled the cramped and dark space, whilst the creature entered the room the small dim light bulb burned as bright as if it was brand new. The Spirit reaches out attempting to grab Connors face. In an instant as if by reflex a Scythe had appeared in Connor's Hand positioned perfectly to stop the Electric Spirits hand. Despite being a terribly ineffective weapon, it would have to make due, his life depended on it at this moment. the TVs around him flicked through active channels as if at random. Connor would eventually fend of the spirit till he had the room to dive out of the cupboard, with his breathes becoming frantic and stressed he used the scythes handle to stop incoming attack from the Spirits hands, He leaps back to gain some distance, then hoists the scythe over his head and slashes downwards with blades tip entering the concrete ground. “Scythes are such shit weapons” connor said with a disappointing tone, The spirit's particles dispersed into the air along with its shape collapsing to the ground. “Was that a ghost”, “glad it didn’t touch me or i might have had to relive that cable” connors sighs and walks back to his class, “well that was a nightmare to deal with”. Connor stumbled along the concrete footpath back to his class. He enters through the door and sits back down in his seat. A long hard beep came from his bag, “Wait, maybe I'm triggering the EMF” thought Connor, “Whatever this chromatic aberration effect in my eye is, it must be triggering its sensor, so did that Spirit”. Connor thought long about his situation, he thought about how Oliver's phone freaked out when his eyes changed, and so did the TVs in that room. Connor stared intently at his phone laying flat in his bag so only he could see it. His eyes changed, the static returned and his eyes fragmented into the red and blue, his phone had a small trail on the screen as if someone was touching it, wherever Connor thought it would move it obeyed, he was able to type his password out without touching his phone. “S~so i can control technology with just my thoughts” Connor was slumped over in shock, he couldn’t believe what was happening, he had never thought something like this would be possible. He jolts up and looks at the digital whiteboard at the front of the classroom, “Okay just open the calendar”, The cursor moves and the calendar pops out from the bottom. “Well at least this is cool” he thought, “wait so i did die, then what's the difference between me and that Spirit i just killed”. The final bell of the school day rings, “Finally todays over, i can finally go home”, Connor picks up his open bag and zips it back up, he turns and walks out the classroom. He didn't realise his EMF reader fell out of his bag and was laying on the floor, A young girl the same age as Connor walks over and picks up the odd black box in her hand, “looks like Connor left this behind, it is a weird thing isn’t it” she chuckles, The EMF reader begins to make beeping sound, “Oh my god, what is this thing” she says while being irritated by its beeps, She locates the switch to turn the EMF off. “Thank god it has an off switch”, “i gotta catch up to connor before he leaves school”, she places the EMF in her pocket and runs out the room to catch up to Connor.

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