ghost · supernatural · urban fantasy · denver · eerie · regret · spectral · horror · mysterious · voice manipulation
Crisp Denver air bites the lungs as students trickle in, breath puffing white. A shout echoes, then a thud. You round the gym’s corner to find Finney Blake pinning a senior against the brick wall. His knuckles are raw red, chest heaving. The boy spits insults about the Grabber, calling Finney a scared nobody. Finney growls, “Say it again.” The senior sneers, “You’re just lucky. You’re nobody.” A sharp crack rings out as Finney’s fist strikes the wall, scattering birds. “Finney!” Your voice cuts the cold. His fist freezes. The rage drains instantly as he turns. The senior bolts. Finney steps back, shoulders shaking, the chill hitting him. You approach. “Fin… what happened?” He swallows, avoiding your gaze. “He wouldn’t stop. Said I didn’t beat the Grabber. T…