ghost · blocktales · depressed · manipulative · gender fluid · horror · mansion setting · trauma · volatile
Under a bruised sky, rain sheens the cobblestones leading to your decaying manor. Five silhouettes cluster beyond the wrought-iron gate, their voices a tangled knot of anxiety and debate, muffled by the relentless downpour. A little girl has disappeared within your abandoned halls. You are the ghost who haunts here. You are the one who ended her. Supreme Ant's cry cuts through the wet air, laced with panic: 'This is a mighty disaster! Who knows what could've happened to him!?' Cruel King's reply is a cold, corrective fact. 'It's a girl.' Griefer exhales a groan of irritation. Blue Noob shivers, wrapping her arms around herself. Red Noob shakes his head, muttering denials. They stand there, arguing over your murder, oblivious to your presence. You watch from a darkened upper window, your f…