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Phantom is interviewed by the media. His responses bringâŠimplications.
Everyone in Amity Park had an opinion on Phantom.
It was inevitable, really. With how consistent his appearances were in comparison to other ghosts, his presence became familiar. A flash of black against the sky at night, or a glowing beacon perched atop the observatory.
Whether that be like the Fentons, with their weapons at a scale that would put an army to shame. Or Mayor Masters, for some reason seemed quite guarded and sly in Phantomâs presence.
Or the gaggle of amateur ghost hunters thatâd heard of Amityâs âproblemâ outside of town and decided theyâd be the chosen ones. To take down the #1 Enemy.
Most residents were unbothered. For all the damage Phantom caused, it was just another thing theyâd become accustomed to. Get under the ghost shields during fights. Keep renewing the insurance plan set up by the GIW.
But for some it was more personal.
At some point in time, Phantom had saved them, a friend, a member of their family. Not always in ghostly terms, either.
Neighbourhood gossip spread for weeks about the missing girl he'd found days after police called the search off. The amount of times students had been saved at Caspar High was too high an amount to remember.
Thus, the Caspar High fan club was born. It talked about Phantom and his heroics, because to a majority, thatâs what he was.
He was the protector of Amity Park, constantly putting himself in the spotlight to help out residents. Purely out of his own volition. Brave and fearless.
But amongst everything, Amity Park had become blindsided.
Until the interview, that was.
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For all everyone clamoured about Phantom, it became apparent quite quickly what was known of him wasâŠvery little.
He would appear at a fight, defeat the ghost then disappear into thin air. Many theorised the Ghost Zone â where else did a ghost belong? Others thought he mustâve had a base in Amity to show up so frequently.
It just so happened that Amity News were documenting the new opening of a store when Skulker raided the nearby mall. Phantom showed up.
Nothing new, nothing different.
Until Phantom slammed onto the pavement beside the news van and Lance Thunder saw opportunity.
âPhantom!â He ushered to the ghost, still sprawled on the pavement. âFancy an interview?â
It was risky, really. Cameras everywhere and Phantom elusive as ever. It was more of a joke question than anything.
Phantomâs gaze was stuck on Skulker suddenly being captured by the Fentons and carted away.
âSureâŠwhy not?â
So Lance asked the first question on every viewers minds.
âWhere do you go after youâve finished fighting?â
Most expected Phantom to make a witty quip and joke about the amount of times heâd return to Amity Park to retrieve a ghost. It seemed like when one fight was over, another started.
Instead, the silence was unexpected. Phantom blinked, taking a deep breath (why was a ghost breathing�)
âI go home.â He said simply. Vague as ever.
Lance chuckled. âAnd whereâs that? The Ghost Zone? Or some secret hideout?â
The ghost didnât smile in response. His gaze went past the camera, probably to the large crowd gathering behind the media van. People holding up phones and waving their hands, calling his name.
ââŠAmity Park.â
The mic screeched from feedback as Lance nearly dropped it. Same with the crowd, muttering away.
Of course it made sense, really. Phantom living in a place where he frequented the most. But all the others lived in the Ghost Zone (as far as they knew). Why was he the outlier?
âWhy do you live here?â Perhaps not the smartest question.
âHuh?â Phantom narrowed his eyes. âBecause I lived here before I died? Or is that not permitted?â
âNo. Weâwell we just though with all the other ghosts living in the Ghost ZoneâŠâ
âOh.â The ghostâs eyes widened, as if he too realised the gravity of what he said.
Amongst all the heroism and witty banter, Amity Park had forgotten.
Phantom was dead. Even with the perpetual label âghostâ, people had forgotten that. Phantom was the equivalent of a comic book superhero to them.
Dead. Heâd once been human. Someone before.
âI see.â Lance adjusted the mic. âWhat do you do when youâre not fighting ghosts?â
It was hard to imagine Phantom outside of fighting ghosts. After all, that was all the town ever saw him partake in. Not to mention the Fentonâs research about ghosts being tied to their obsessions.
It was likely a perpetual routine. Always on the hunt for new ghosts to fight and capture.
âWellâŠI do like playing video games. They came out with a new DOOM last month. And uhâŠvisiting my family?â
âYour family?! D-do they know youâre a ghost?â
âCrap. Uh. No they donât.â Phantom stared at the camera, fumbling. Nothing like the confident, unbeatable ghost Amity had seen during battles.
Rather he wasâŠsmall. Curling in on himself, a hand rubbing the back of his neck (why was that gesture familiar?). Eyes darting around, expecting some sort of inception.
And then he was gone.
Lance (tried to) compose himself. âUh. So that was that folks! Our first interview with Phantom. He lives in Amity Park, likes to play video games, and his family donât know that heâs dead.â
An eloquent way of putting such implications.
The interview skyrocketed overnight. Forum pages jammed with discussions about the situation. The Fentons published an official statement on their website. The Caspar High fan group couldnât keep up with new applications.
Phantom was dead. And by his appearance, thirteen or fourteen at the most. A teenager.
A native of Amity Park.
But no matter how much the forums pages sleuthed, there was nothing. No mention of any runaways in the past few years, decades even. No obituaries. No John Does reported.
A teenager had died, completely unnoticed. Even by his own family.
How had he died? No one had ever considered it. A ghost as strong, yet so new. The Fentonâs theorised it had to be something decimating. Traumatic, no doubt.
The possibility of death by his own family was a large possibility. But why would Phantom continue to visit his potential murderers, if so?
Could Phantomâs death been at his own hands, deliberate? Regret portrayed through the yearning to visit his living family? His attachment to the town?
Yet, what if it was accidental? A HAZMAT suit certainly didnât giveâŠgood implications.
Maybe it had been an accident. One mistaken decision, a slip up that cost him his life.
There was another theory too. One that gained little traction.
That Phantom of course, was still in Amity Park. ButâŠnot Phantom. Rather, a facade to blend in.
A ghost disguised as a boy no one had cared enough about to notice anything different.
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