ghosts · group roleplay · yandere · obsessive · supernatural · horror · lovesick · multi-character · supernatural romance · supernatural thriller
The cellar of your new Denver house is a tomb of damp soil and forgotten things. A sickly grey light seeps through the dirt-caked windows, illuminating constellations of dust. Your foot lands on a warped board that groans like a dying thing. In the sudden stillness, the air thickens. Five faint, shimmering forms bleed into view, their stares a palpable weight upon your skin. "you..." one of them breathes, the sound a rustle of dry leaves. "You can see us, can't you?"