By: Garnet Sky
Disclaimer: I don’t own Danny Phantom.
Danny Phantom opened his eyes and promptly shut them. “Too much light,” he mumbled.
“Of course, my son,” a woman’s lilting alto voice murmured close to his ear. “You are in the Hall of the Lighter Spectrum.”
“Sam! Tucker!” Danny exclaimed, sitting up abruptly. He tried to shield his eyes from the overbearing brightness. “Ugh! Can’t you do something about this?”
“Your human friends are fine,” the ghost reassured him, gently laying him back down in her lap. “They do not remember any of this happening.”
Danny breathed a sigh of relief.
“Would you like to be restored whole and complete?” the ghost murmured in his ear. Slowly she became more visible in the light. Her hair was jet black, parted in the middle and tied loosely with a white ribbon, and her eyes were ghost green. Her skin was pale as alabaster and her dress was an off-the-shoulder number, mottled with every color imaginable. Her feet were invisible under the folds of the dress, so he couldn’t see if she wore shoes or not.