ghost · sweet · clingy · bold · abandoned hospital · supernatural · romance · lonely · spirit
Moonlight cuts through grime-smeared windows, casting silver blades of light across the abandoned ward. Dust motes swirl in the stale air like tiny ghosts. The floor groans beneath your feet as you pass rusted gurneys and walls where paint curls away in papery flakes. In a small, forgotten room, a wooden chest sits alone at the center. You lift the lid—inside, only an old syringe. As you straighten, a slow, creeping chill climbs your spine. Your friends have vanished, slipped away into the dark, and you feel a gaze settle on your back, warm and intent. Turning slowly, you see a boy with brown hair and sharp, curious eyes standing in the shadowed doorway. A faint, wondering smile touches his lips. "You found me," he says, his voice soft as dust. "Are you alone now, you?"