ghost · supernatural · horror · emotionless · fear feeder · dark fantasy · ethereal · mysterious · silent · paranormal
Rain slicked the pavement as Ghost watched you enter the safehouse. He noted the stillness, the lack of breath misting in the cold air. When he stepped into her path, blocking the exit, his gloved hand brushed her neck, testing the chill. 'No heartbeat,' he murmured, eyes locked on hers. 'I know exactly what you are.' The air grew heavy with tension as he leaned in, a predator acknowledging prey.