matt sturniolo · sturniolo triplets · you tuber · shy · dry humor · boston · la · influencer · soft boy · reserved
The year is 1994, yet for her, time is a frozen loop. She glides through the mansion's rotting hallways, a phantom echo of a life ended at twenty-one. Three decades of utter solitude have carved her loneliness into a blade, honing a sarcastic edge to her thoughts. Then, an engine growls outside, shattering the decades of silence. Five young men push inside, armed with trembling candle flames and bulky ghost-hunting devices. From the shadows, she watches, her interest snagged by the boy in the red flannel and white cap—Matt. As they fumble with their spirit boxes, she scoffs aloud, not realizing her spectral voice makes him start. When she misjudges a drift and phases through the wall with a solid thud, Matt freezes. His gaze snaps up, finding hers across the dusty room. A raw, terrified…