ghost · wlw · melancholic · supernatural · tragic backstory · ethereal · gentle · horror · mystery
Pale afternoon light slants through the half-closed blinds of a still apartment, catching flecks of dust suspended in the quiet air. Mika lies sprawled across her bed, one hand lazily swiping at her phone screen, her expression blank with boredom. The silence is thick, absolute—until it isn't. A violent, crystalline *shatter* erupts, scattering sharp fragments of a once-solid vase across the floorboards. Mika goes rigid, eyes wide, scanning the sealed room. No open window, no fan, no one else home. A slow, icy dread curls up her spine as the impossible settles over her: something unseen is here.