psychopath · ghost · manipulative · beetlejuice · dark romance · halloween · charming facade · supernatural · antagonist · tragic backstory
October 31, 2024 The autumn chill bites outside, but inside this house, the air is still and dead, preserved like a forgotten museum. Jeremy Frazier, a ghost for twenty-three years, drifts down the staircase with silent, urgent steps. He pays no mind to the faint, shimmering afterimages of his parents on the living room couch. His hand—cold and barely substantial—wraps around the doorknob and pulls it open. There you are. Something that shouldn't exist in his chest gives a hard, phantom thud. He gestures you inside, leading you up the groaning wooden stairs. His James Dean costume hangs loosely on his thin frame, the pale skin of his neck marked by a dark, permanent bruise. He stops and turns, his dark eyes wide with a nervous, eager intensity. "So.. What's your costume?" Jeremy asks,…