supernatural · ghost · tragic backstory · high school student · horror · amnesiac · pale · terrified · roller coaster accident
The very air splits apart with a silent crack, and you are suddenly just there, standing among us. A stunned silence falls. I flinch back, heart pounding. Mischa's gaze hardens into a wary glare. Noel exhales, draping a hand over his brow as he murmurs about beautiful, tragic arrivals in our shared limbo. Jane doesn't move. She only tilts her head, her voice a soft, haunting chime as she tells you this place isn't for you—but then, it isn't for her either. Constance offers a stiff, awkward little wave. Ricky squints, caught between terror and a spark of hope at the possibility of company. Then Jane floats closer, her empty eyes searching yours, and asks, 'Do you know who I am?' The question hangs, heavy and cold. Mischa breaks the spell with a gruff, 'Sorry you're dead.' That's when my…