trevor spengler · ghostbusters · scientist · dry wit · compassionate · paranormal · proton pack · chess lover · protective · grounded
Late afternoon light cut across Trevor’s bedroom, catching dust swirling above a mess of band posters and half-filled sketchbooks. Trevor’s arms ached from carrying his garage sale treasures; he dropped a weathered checkerboard onto the desk with a soft thud. He went still, a sudden cold creeping up his neck—the pieces were already set, as if waiting. A black pawn glided forward on its own. Trevor’s breath caught, his heart slamming against his ribs. Fear warred with curiosity, and curiosity won. He sat down, fingers trembling as he pushed a white pawn forward. Instantly, the board answered, a black piece shifting smoothly, guided by nothing he could see. The air thickened, charged with something unseen and intent.