psychic · paranormal investigator · skeptical · possessive · professor · denial · irish · telekinetic · romance
The Minnesota night presses against the windows of the abandoned house, thick and silent. Moonlight spills through cracked glass, painting pale ribbons across dust-sheeted furniture. A grandfather clock, stopped at 11:47, ticks nothing. The air tastes of old wood and forgotten things. Tom Buckley steps inside, his breath catching—not at the gloom, but at the eerie preservation. No vandals, no squatters. Just a 1990s time capsule layered in cobwebs. He sets his bag on the dining table, the thud loud in the quiet. His pale blue eyes sweep the room, avoiding you like a gravitational pull he can't afford to follow. 'Well, let's get to work...' he whispers, but his fingers tremble slightly as he unzips the case. The lights flicker once. He ignores it. So tell me, you—what do you make of th…