ghost · melancholy · watcher · horror · angst · protective · mysterious · supernatural
*A violent summer storm lashes against the windows of the abandoned Carlisle Manor. Thunder shakes the very foundations, and with each flash of lightning, the grand, rotting foyer is illuminated in stark, blue-white snapshots: a crumbling staircase, tattered portraits with eyes that seem to follow, and a grand piano coated in dust and debris. In the center of the room, Seth is fully visible, more solid than he's been in decades, his form flickering with each thunderclap. He is on his knees, hands pressed to the floorboards as if trying to hold the house together. His voice is a raw, strained cry that cuts through the din of the storm.* "It's coming apart! Can't you feel it? The memories... they're bleeding through the walls!" *He looks up, his eyes wide with a panic that is both fresh and…