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"Is everyone awake already?" the spaceman asked as he made his way over to the others, who turned to face him.
"Yeah, well pretty hard to sleep when you're coughing all night... again." Honeydew answered. Before the spaceman could answer he began coughing again.
"It's been forever since you've had that cough." Sjin stated.
"Yeah, silk shirt. Geez, its keeping us awake." Sips added.
"Look Xeph, maybe you should go see a doctor or something." The dwarf suggested.
"It's only a cough-"
"It's a cough that you've had for a month now! It's keeping us awake, plus you don't look too good either."
"I haven't been sleeping either."
"I'm not surprised with that cough!"
Xephos put his hands in his pockets and looked to the floor, he'd sound crazy if he told them what was keeping him awake. The dwarf raised his eyebrows to him in a questioning way, knowing that something was up. He sighed.
"Look, I've been... hearing things."
The others looked to each other then back to him.
"Like, banging on the walls. Lights smashing."
The others stood for a moment, not saying anything. Finally Honeydew stepped forwards and placed his hand on his friends shoulder. "Xeph, there's been no banging on the walls. All there's been is your coughing. Go see a doctor."
He knew his dwarven friend was right.
"Fine." he turned around and began walking back towards the Jaffa factory.
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Lalna had been enjoying his little holiday, being able to create new inventions without having to worry about the fact that he was supposed to be working. He could be as creative as he wanted. He had gotten a few letters form Honeydew since his absence, just to give him a brief of what had been going on, so that he wasn't confused when he got back. Something about Xephos being ill and keeping them up by coughing didn't really faze him that much... until he heard a loud bonging through the lab. He leaned out of the window and looked down to the floor to see the spaceman stood there, looking up at the big wooden doors.
"Why's he here?" Lalna asked himself before closing the window and pressing a button on the wall to open the doors. The spaceman would be able to find his way to him.
After a good twenty minutes Xephos walked through the door. He looked quiet angry. "You've moved your lab again haven't you?"
"Nope, I told you to take a map the last time you-" he stopped when the spaceman began coughing.
"Sorry."
"No problem. So... you come to bring me back to work already? I'm supposed to have another few days off."
The spaceman shook his head "No, Honeydew said to see a doctor about well, my cough."
"Right, so you came to me? I'm a scientist Xeph."
"Yes, but you know about medicine and stuff as well. Plus I know you know some other doctors and stuff."
The scientist swayed in his spiny chair. "Well, what's up with this cough then."
"I don't know. I've had it for about a month now."
Lalna motioned for him to sit down on the opposite chair and nodded for him to continue.
"It's not like a..." he sighed and looked down.
"Don't worry Xeph, just tell me what's up."
"Well, it's not like a normal cough, it's hard to explain."
"So... not like any cough you've ever had?"
"No."
"Well... the only thing I can suggest is a few tests, check for asthma or other various things, you might have a throat infection or tonsillitis or something like that."
"Right." the spaceman looked to the floor then back up to his friend "What kind of tests?"
"Basically treadmill and other physical training exercises, checking your vital signs and reactions, etc., etc."
"How long will they take?"
"I can't say for certain, seen as we don't know what we're dealing with. The most likely thing I can think of is a certain type of asthma caused by going into a strange type of underground water stream."
"When should we start?"
"Well I guess, right now."
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On one screen the scientist was observing the spaceman as he ran on a treadmill, on the other he was watching his heart beat, breathing, respiration, everything seemed to be in check. "Nothing out of the ordinary is showing up." he said via a microphone. He watched the spaceman turn towards the camera, he looked very out of breathe. He turned to one side, jumped off the treadmill and began coughing profoundly with his hands on his knees. The scientist rubbed his goatee with his gloved hand. "Hmmm." he began to make his way to the room the spaceman was in.
"Xeph." he said as he walked through the door, causing the spaceman to turn and face him. "What happened? You was doing well."
"I... can't... breathe."
"..." he watched as the spaceman backed against the wall and rested against it, struggling to regain his breathing. "Here." he threw him a bottle of water. "It's very strange... you usually have no problem with running on the treadmill."
"I...know."
"I guess we don't need to do any more physical tests, lets get onto the others. When you're ready."
"I'm, i'm ready."
"You sure?"
He nodded in response and the scientist left the room, followed by the spaceman.
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After completing the vital sign's tests, the lung capacity tests and the reactions tests, the scientist, was stuck. He didn't have a clue what was wrong with the spaceman, and he was even more puzzled when his friend told him about the whole banging on the walls and lights smashing thing.
"Well, Xeph. The most likely... well not likely, but the most fitting explanation, is something... Paranormal."
"Paranormal?"
"Maybe, a ghost is haunting you? A poltergeist by the sounds of it."
"Hang on! You're a scientist! You told me that you don't believe in that kind of crap!"
"Well, I do believe in it, I just said that it's very unlikely. Besides, you remember what happened on Halloween a few years ago right?"
The spaceman began coughing again. "Ovcourse- ovcourse I do!" he said through coughs.
"I'm gonna send you to an old friend of mine, he'll take a look at you and give you something to help." The scientist jotted down some numbers and letters and then stood. "Oh might Ridge... Come 'ere."
The sound of dogs rung in the distance and in a few seconds the reaper's head was sticking through a misty portal. "Is nobody trying to complete that little poem I made?" the other two looked to him then to each other and back to him. Ridge stepped through the portal and began floating a little bit above the floor. "So... What's up?" he lay down in the air and placed his hands behind his head in a relaxed style.
"I need you to teleport Xeph here." the scientist handed the reaper the piece of paper.
The reaper took the note and then lay back down as he read it. He smirked to the other two. "Why?" he asked deviously.
The other two looked to each other again. Xephos shook his head slightly.
"Aren't I aloud to know?"
"No." Lalna stated, causing a look of surprise to appear on the reapers face. "This is between me and Xeph."
The reaper nodded and pouted his lips slightly. "Alright. Stand up Xeph."
The spaceman stood and disappeared a few second later, leaving the other two to their awkward silence.
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The spaceman opened his eyes, he was stood in what appeared to be a small study. He heard chattering in the distance and stepped to the door, as he looked through the doorframe he was met with a plump man's face in his own.
"Ah! Who might you be?"
"...I'm Xephos."
"Right... how did you find me?" the mans accent was somewhere inbetween Russian and Polish.
"I'm a friend of Lalna."
The plump man grinned as he ruffled his bleach blonde beard and smoothed out his moustache. "Ah, I haven't heard from Lalna in years, what brings you to me friend?"
"A very angry reaper." He mumbled under his breath "Err, Lalna seems to think that... I have something haunting me."
"Oh?"
"Well, I keep coughing all the time and... I hear, banging on the walls and... err, lights smashing."
"Oh... Well, I guess what you need... is this." he pulled out a small syringe. "Now, here." he walked towards him and motioned to the chair that was behind him.
"Whoah, wait. It's a little strange that you had the stuff I needed, like in your pocket."
"Hey, I'm a protessional! You have nothing to worry about!"
"Did you just say protessional?"
"...No..."
Xephos sat back in his seat.
"Ok, i'm going to need your arm now."
"What exactly is this going to do to me?"
"It means that you will be able to enter the realm of the ghost or being that's haunting you and defeat them face to face."
"Right... ok then." he lifted up his shirt sleeve and placed his arm on the rest.
"Ok, here we go. You will be out for about 24 hours, just warning you."
"Fine whatever."
He winced as the needle pierced his skin and vein. A dizzy spell overtook him instantly and he felt his body shut down.
When he woke he stood up. "Its no use!" he said before turning. The room was coated in a thick blue fog and the doctor wasn't there anymore... "Wait... what?" he walked to where he had been sitting. When he turned he saw something red pass the door. He decided to follow. He stopped when he reached a room with no more doors than the one he came in from. As he looked down he saw a hand grabbing his jacket. "Whoah! What the fuck?!" he shouted and began batting the hand again. It slapped back at him from the fog. "FUCK OFF!" he yelled and ran back the way he had come.
He stopped. In front of him sat a red faced man with a sinister smile.
"HEHEHEHEHEHE" it said.
"Wh..."
"Welcome, to your dream world..." the being opened its arms "Or should I say... YOUR NIGHTMARES!" He lunged forwards and the spaceman could only yell.
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He woke, being shook by the doctor. "Get off me!" he shouted and batted the mans hands away.
"What happened?"
"I... Why can I taste blood?!" he put his hand to his mouth, pulling it out he looked down to see his fingers covered in blood. "What the fuck? Its all in my mouth!"
"Well... that's a slight side-effect..."
"A slight side-effect?!" the spaceman stood and attempted to walk past the man.
"Hey, wait. I don't think were done yet, I don't think this session got us closer to destroying your demons."
"You made it fucking worse!" his tone turned more sinister and even he took a step back at his outburst. "Ridge..." the sound of dogs could be heard in the distance and a few seconds later he opened his eyes to reveal Lalna and the reaper looking to him. He walked to Lalna and pushed him down into the seat. "What the fuck dude?!"
"Whoah! What happened?!"
The scientist observed the red hand marks on the spaceman's jacket, the trail of blood that dripped down his chin and his shaky tone and stature.
"It made it worse!"
"..."
"Xeph, calm down." Ridge said and put a hand on his shoulder. The spaceman gulped and took a few steps back.
"What did he say?"
As Xephos opened his mouth to answer, blood poured from it. "Fuck." he said as it splattered on the floor.
"Jesus! What did he do to you?!" The reaper shouted. The spaceman looked around before running out and back towards site Bee. He needed a hug.
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As he ran through all the trees as fast as he could, some branches whipping him and cutting his skin and clothes, he needed to spit so much. Tears streamed down his cheeks but he continued running. The dwarf, architect and dirt trader had all been taking a break near the sorting station when he ran through the trees and into the building, not giving them time enough to even stand or ask what was wrong.
"Xeph?!" he heard Honeydew shout from outside. He continued running and locked himself in the bathroom. He turned on the tap and took off his jacket and top before spitting out the blood and coughing profoundly. The red substance splattered in the sink and stained the sides. As he looked up at his reflection he saw the man with the red face. He rubbed his eyes and looked back again, a shaky pale man with brunette hair and dull blue eyes with large black rings under then stared back.
He breathed a sigh of relief and opened his mouth to the mirror so he could see what was wrong. He placed his fingers to the back and right of his mouth, his hand dripped with blood when he pulled it out again, and in his grasp, was one of his pearly white teeth. He dropped it on the floor and took a step back. Openeing a nearby cupboard, he chucked the contents on the floor, everything but a flashlight, which he shone into his mouth. As he looked in the mirror intently, two pale fingers reached up from his throat... He yelled and fell back against the wall.
The dwarf kicked the bathroom door down to find the spaceman sat with his back against the back wall, the tap overrunning, and blood splattered up the mirror and around the room. He turned to the heavily breathing spaceman who looked shaken and petrified and did the only thing he could think to do to comfort him, he knelt down next to him, and gave him a hug.

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"Is everyone awake already?" the spaceman asked as he made his way over to the others, who turned to face him.
"Yeah, well pretty hard to sleep when you're coughing all night... again." Honeydew answered. Before the spaceman could answer he began coughing again.
"It's been forever since you've had that cough." Sjin stated.
"Yeah, silk shirt. Geez, its keeping us awake." Sips added.
"Look Xeph, maybe you should go see a doctor or something." The dwarf suggested.
"It's only a cough-"
"It's a cough that you've had for a month now! It's keeping us awake, plus you don't look too good either."
"I haven't been sleeping either."
"I'm not surprised with that cough!"
Xephos put his hands in his pockets and looked to the floor, he'd sound crazy if he told them what was keeping him awake. The dwarf raised his eyebrows to him in a questioning way, knowing that something was up. He sighed.
"Look, I've been... hearing things."
The others looked to each other then back to him.
"Like, banging on the walls. Lights smashing."
The others stood for a moment, not saying anything. Finally Honeydew stepped forwards and placed his hand on his friends shoulder. "Xeph, there's been no banging on the walls. All there's been is your coughing. Go see a doctor."
He knew his dwarven friend was right.
"Fine." he turned around and began walking back towards the Jaffa factory.
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Lalna had been enjoying his little holiday, being able to create new inventions without having to worry about the fact that he was supposed to be working. He could be as creative as he wanted. He had gotten a few letters form Honeydew since his absence, just to give him a brief of what had been going on, so that he wasn't confused when he got back. Something about Xephos being ill and keeping them up by coughing didn't really faze him that much... until he heard a loud bonging through the lab. He leaned out of the window and looked down to the floor to see the spaceman stood there, looking up at the big wooden doors.
"Why's he here?" Lalna asked himself before closing the window and pressing a button on the wall to open the doors. The spaceman would be able to find his way to him.
After a good twenty minutes Xephos walked through the door. He looked quiet angry. "You've moved your lab again haven't you?"
"Nope, I told you to take a map the last time you-" he stopped when the spaceman began coughing.
"Sorry."
"No problem. So... you come to bring me back to work already? I'm supposed to have another few days off."
The spaceman shook his head "No, Honeydew said to see a doctor about well, my cough."
"Right, so you came to me? I'm a scientist Xeph."
"Yes, but you know about medicine and stuff as well. Plus I know you know some other doctors and stuff."
The scientist swayed in his spiny chair. "Well, what's up with this cough then."
"I don't know. I've had it for about a month now."
Lalna motioned for him to sit down on the opposite chair and nodded for him to continue.
"It's not like a..." he sighed and looked down.
"Don't worry Xeph, just tell me what's up."
"Well, it's not like a normal cough, it's hard to explain."
"So... not like any cough you've ever had?"
"No."
"Well... the only thing I can suggest is a few tests, check for asthma or other various things, you might have a throat infection or tonsillitis or something like that."
"Right." the spaceman looked to the floor then back up to his friend "What kind of tests?"
"Basically treadmill and other physical training exercises, checking your vital signs and reactions, etc., etc."
"How long will they take?"
"I can't say for certain, seen as we don't know what we're dealing with. The most likely thing I can think of is a certain type of asthma caused by going into a strange type of underground water stream."
"When should we start?"
"Well I guess, right now."
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On one screen the scientist was observing the spaceman as he ran on a treadmill, on the other he was watching his heart beat, breathing, respiration, everything seemed to be in check. "Nothing out of the ordinary is showing up." he said via a microphone. He watched the spaceman turn towards the camera, he looked very out of breathe. He turned to one side, jumped off the treadmill and began coughing profoundly with his hands on his knees. The scientist rubbed his goatee with his gloved hand. "Hmmm." he began to make his way to the room the spaceman was in.
"Xeph." he said as he walked through the door, causing the spaceman to turn and face him. "What happened? You was doing well."
"I... can't... breathe."
"..." he watched as the spaceman backed against the wall and rested against it, struggling to regain his breathing. "Here." he threw him a bottle of water. "It's very strange... you usually have no problem with running on the treadmill."
"I...know."
"I guess we don't need to do any more physical tests, lets get onto the others. When you're ready."
"I'm, i'm ready."
"You sure?"
He nodded in response and the scientist left the room, followed by the spaceman.
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After completing the vital sign's tests, the lung capacity tests and the reactions tests, the scientist, was stuck. He didn't have a clue what was wrong with the spaceman, and he was even more puzzled when his friend told him about the whole banging on the walls and lights smashing thing.
"Well, Xeph. The most likely... well not likely, but the most fitting explanation, is something... Paranormal."
"Paranormal?"
"Maybe, a ghost is haunting you? A poltergeist by the sounds of it."
"Hang on! You're a scientist! You told me that you don't believe in that kind of crap!"
"Well, I do believe in it, I just said that it's very unlikely. Besides, you remember what happened on Halloween a few years ago right?"
The spaceman began coughing again. "Ovcourse- ovcourse I do!" he said through coughs.
"I'm gonna send you to an old friend of mine, he'll take a look at you and give you something to help." The scientist jotted down some numbers and letters and then stood. "Oh might Ridge... Come 'ere."
The sound of dogs rung in the distance and in a few seconds the reaper's head was sticking through a misty portal. "Is nobody trying to complete that little poem I made?" the other two looked to him then to each other and back to him. Ridge stepped through the portal and began floating a little bit above the floor. "So... What's up?" he lay down in the air and placed his hands behind his head in a relaxed style.
"I need you to teleport Xeph here." the scientist handed the reaper the piece of paper.
The reaper took the note and then lay back down as he read it. He smirked to the other two. "Why?" he asked deviously.
The other two looked to each other again. Xephos shook his head slightly.
"Aren't I aloud to know?"
"No." Lalna stated, causing a look of surprise to appear on the reapers face. "This is between me and Xeph."
The reaper nodded and pouted his lips slightly. "Alright. Stand up Xeph."
The spaceman stood and disappeared a few second later, leaving the other two to their awkward silence.
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The spaceman opened his eyes, he was stood in what appeared to be a small study. He heard chattering in the distance and stepped to the door, as he looked through the doorframe he was met with a plump man's face in his own.
"Ah! Who might you be?"
"...I'm Xephos."
"Right... how did you find me?" the mans accent was somewhere inbetween Russian and Polish.
"I'm a friend of Lalna."
The plump man grinned as he ruffled his bleach blonde beard and smoothed out his moustache. "Ah, I haven't heard from Lalna in years, what brings you to me friend?"
"A very angry reaper." He mumbled under his breath "Err, Lalna seems to think that... I have something haunting me."
"Oh?"
"Well, I keep coughing all the time and... I hear, banging on the walls and... err, lights smashing."
"Oh... Well, I guess what you need... is this." he pulled out a small syringe. "Now, here." he walked towards him and motioned to the chair that was behind him.
"Whoah, wait. It's a little strange that you had the stuff I needed, like in your pocket."
"Hey, I'm a protessional! You have nothing to worry about!"
"Did you just say protessional?"
"...No..."
Xephos sat back in his seat.
"Ok, i'm going to need your arm now."
"What exactly is this going to do to me?"
"It means that you will be able to enter the realm of the ghost or being that's haunting you and defeat them face to face."
"Right... ok then." he lifted up his shirt sleeve and placed his arm on the rest.
"Ok, here we go. You will be out for about 24 hours, just warning you."
"Fine whatever."
He winced as the needle pierced his skin and vein. A dizzy spell overtook him instantly and he felt his body shut down.
When he woke he stood up. "Its no use!" he said before turning. The room was coated in a thick blue fog and the doctor wasn't there anymore... "Wait... what?" he walked to where he had been sitting. When he turned he saw something red pass the door. He decided to follow. He stopped when he reached a room with no more doors than the one he came in from. As he looked down he saw a hand grabbing his jacket. "Whoah! What the fuck?!" he shouted and began batting the hand again. It slapped back at him from the fog. "FUCK OFF!" he yelled and ran back the way he had come.
He stopped. In front of him sat a red faced man with a sinister smile.
"HEHEHEHEHEHE" it said.
"Wh..."
"Welcome, to your dream world..." the being opened its arms "Or should I say... YOUR NIGHTMARES!" He lunged forwards and the spaceman could only yell.
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He woke, being shook by the doctor. "Get off me!" he shouted and batted the mans hands away.
"What happened?"
"I... Why can I taste blood?!" he put his hand to his mouth, pulling it out he looked down to see his fingers covered in blood. "What the fuck? Its all in my mouth!"
"Well... that's a slight side-effect..."
"A slight side-effect?!" the spaceman stood and attempted to walk past the man.
"Hey, wait. I don't think were done yet, I don't think this session got us closer to destroying your demons."
"You made it fucking worse!" his tone turned more sinister and even he took a step back at his outburst. "Ridge..." the sound of dogs could be heard in the distance and a few seconds later he opened his eyes to reveal Lalna and the reaper looking to him. He walked to Lalna and pushed him down into the seat. "What the fuck dude?!"
"Whoah! What happened?!"
The scientist observed the red hand marks on the spaceman's jacket, the trail of blood that dripped down his chin and his shaky tone and stature.
"It made it worse!"
"..."
"Xeph, calm down." Ridge said and put a hand on his shoulder. The spaceman gulped and took a few steps back.
"What did he say?"
As Xephos opened his mouth to answer, blood poured from it. "Fuck." he said as it splattered on the floor.
"Jesus! What did he do to you?!" The reaper shouted. The spaceman looked around before running out and back towards site Bee. He needed a hug.
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As he ran through all the trees as fast as he could, some branches whipping him and cutting his skin and clothes, he needed to spit so much. Tears streamed down his cheeks but he continued running. The dwarf, architect and dirt trader had all been taking a break near the sorting station when he ran through the trees and into the building, not giving them time enough to even stand or ask what was wrong.
"Xeph?!" he heard Honeydew shout from outside. He continued running and locked himself in the bathroom. He turned on the tap and took off his jacket and top before spitting out the blood and coughing profoundly. The red substance splattered in the sink and stained the sides. As he looked up at his reflection he saw the man with the red face. He rubbed his eyes and looked back again, a shaky pale man with brunette hair and dull blue eyes with large black rings under then stared back.
He breathed a sigh of relief and opened his mouth to the mirror so he could see what was wrong. He placed his fingers to the back and right of his mouth, his hand dripped with blood when he pulled it out again, and in his grasp, was one of his pearly white teeth. He dropped it on the floor and took a step back. Openeing a nearby cupboard, he chucked the contents on the floor, everything but a flashlight, which he shone into his mouth. As he looked in the mirror intently, two pale fingers reached up from his throat... He yelled and fell back against the wall.
The dwarf kicked the bathroom door down to find the spaceman sat with his back against the back wall, the tap overrunning, and blood splattered up the mirror and around the room. He turned to the heavily breathing spaceman who looked shaken and petrified and did the only thing he could think to do to comfort him, he knelt down next to him, and gave him a hug.