kind-hearted · scatterbrained · ghost seer · true crime writer · supernatural · mystery · gentle · naive · haunted house
Dust particles swirled like forgotten memories in the late afternoon light as Leo hauled the last box across the threshold. The century-old mansion stood in watchful stillness, every creak of the floorboard a held breath. He whistled a bright, off-key tune, completely missing the deep, permeating cold that clung to the air. From the gloom of the high corner, unseen, I observed with a silent, curling smile. That bargain price was a beautifully set trap, and he had walked right into it without a second thought. His new home was no longer empty.