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[Kaliko]

Present time . . .

With the rise of technology, distraught souls of those passed on have been left to fester with feelings of despair and thoughts of r e v e n g e . . .

Normally the Presences of the recently dead need only one person with the gift to help them pass on. But after so many years of neglect, souls ravaged by unfulfilled last wishes have begun to reek havoc across the Earth . . .

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William Prince
23 years old

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Aisley squinted under the fluorescent light and stared down at the pale elderly face below her.

Poor Mrs. Gibson.

She sighed quietly, combing the strands of the gray wig so it framed her face just like it did in her picture. She spent to next 2 minutes fiddling over the fringe. There was one strand that just didn't belong on the left, and it didn't belong on the right. It just didn't belong, but it's not like she could just cut it off... maybe trim it and keep it down with hairspray? No, that would look to shiny on this type of wig. Maybe mousse? God, did she even have any?

She could go pick some up at the store after work, she supposed. Mrs. Gibson's funeral wasn't for another couple of days or so, so she had plenty of time. She focused her attention to the complexion. Grabbing some toner she quietly painted it on the woman's face, eyes and face focused in a look of calm concentration. She sat there on her metal stool, going over the eyebrows and cheekbones and chin in fluid strokes when she felt a presence shift behind her.

She turned, glancing over her shoulder to see if her boss has come in. He hadn't.

She went back to what she was doing.

She finished evening out the toner, brushing it over multiple times. It had to be flawless, even if it took hours to finish. Her boss never complained about her perfectionist nature, he said the customers appreciated it, and it's not like she had anything better to do. Moving to the next colour, she bean to blot it on with a makeup sponge.

She felt a presence move behind her again, but heard no door or footsteps.

She continued what she was doing, but whispered out to the empty room, "Can I help you with something?"

She felt the presence behind her altercate between the emotions of anger and curiosity as it deliberated an answer. She waited patiently for some kind of response, while still blotting on the colour.

She heard the door creak open and close and the spirit left her. Hm, well that was odd.

Oh well, people would be arriving for the next funeral in a couple hours. She better go prepare the service.

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William fiddled with his tie as he drove down the freeway. What a horrible time for a funeral. Couldn't his uncle have waited to die until midterms were over? It's not like he had known that guy that well; no one in the family really did. His father's oldest brother had always been a loner. And unlike his loner uncle, he had a life that he needed to get back to.

He cussed a little as he rolled down the window. He hope the funeral was going to be outside, or he was going to burn up in this tux. Only a few more miles until he arrived at the funeral home.

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Aisley had carefully arranged the flowers around the casket, they had to be just right. Lilies and white roses adorned the pedestals; Aisely swore she smelled heavily of white lilies, she handled them so often the pollen coated her skin and clothes.

But that was okay, because she loved the smell; they smelled so sweet.

The deep red mahogany of the coffin glowed in the soft yellow lights and the funeral home sat quiet, peaceful. When the flowers had been set up, a couple pedestals either side and a colourful casket spray; orchids and daisies and forget-me-not's.

Aisley smiled at the restful presentation honouring Mr. Prince. She set to work dusting the pews; the windows filtering in daylight which highlighted the dust that was released.

20 minutes later the still silence was broken by some deliberate footsteps.

The double oak doors of the small chapel opened and a lanky old man stepped in. He looked around, a pleased smile on his face.

"The place looks wonderful Aisley, you always do such a great job."

Aisle blushed and mumbled, "Oh, uh, thanks Mr. Iwanski," She kept her eyes focused on her dusting. "But it was nothing." She shot him a small smile awkwardly to show her gratitude.

He chuckled. "Oh Aisley, always more at home with the dead than the living, hm?"

She squirmed a little but agreed with a chuckle. "Yeah."

He smiled and scurried off to the lobby as she finished the dusting and put away the cloth. A few minutes later the priest arrived, and a few minutes after that the funeral party slowly started filtering into the chapel.

Aisley excused herself from the pew she was in to stand to the side of the chapel in the far corner. She laced her fingers in front of her, smiling politely and nodding at anyone who looked her way.

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A mile out from the funeral home, William pulled over to a desolate gas station, filled up his car, and then got back in. He sat there for a few moments, staring at nothing in particular. Then he opened the glove compartment and dug around for a little while before pulling out a small pill bottle. He shook it a little; there weren't many left.

William sighed a little as he read his name on the prescription label. He opened the top and glanced inside. That should be enough to get through this weekend and midterms. Yeah, he just needed to focus on one day at a time. So he took a pill before putting the bottle away and driving on toward the funeral home.

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The funeral party wasn't very large. Only some of the closer family seemed to arrive along with a handful of friends. They were solemn, but there weren't any tears yet as they filtered inside for the service. Most of them were fashionably early.

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William took a moment to straighten his tie, check his hair, and silence his phone before making his way to the chapel. He was right on time.

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Aisley watched the funeral party slowly filter in until it was time for the ceremony. It was quite a small group of people, all together they barely took up two pews.

The Priest was just finishing up a conversation with Mr. Iwanski, getting ready to start the ceremony, when the chapel doors opened once again.

In walked a young man in a tux with an impeccable sense of timing. He was cutting it a little close to the start time, probably a minute later and he would've interrupted the ceremony. She watched him, idly wondering why Mr. Prince's funeral party was so small.

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William quickly made his way to a seat next to his little brother Jasper who gave him a nod as he walked over since a fist bump was probably inappropriate for a funeral. William nodded back and took his seat.

William's father glanced at his sons disapprovingly before turning back to the front. He wasn't upset at them for long though. About a minute after the service started, the doors opened and another guest snuck in. Uncle Steele had a knack for being disruptive and late. Everyone seemed to be annoyed with his tardiness except for Jasper and William. But William didn't really care as he took up a pew all for himself.

At least he's wearing a tux and took out his piercings, William thought. It was nice of him to try and be a little respectful at his brother's funeral.

So the funeral continued without any other major interruptions. William tuned it all out after about five minutes, staring at the person's head in front of him.