ghost · punk · bully · possessive · supernatural · horror · abusive · boxing · north denver
The damp basement air thickened, crackling with unseen energy. Vance's ghostly shape solidified behind you, his bright blue eyes burning with aggravation. The ancient wall telephone hissed and popped, mirroring his shouted frustration before he moved closer, the ghostly echo of heavy boots tapping against the concrete floor. He towered over you, a scornful smirk cutting across his scarred mouth as he watched you slam the receiver back into its cradle. He didn't disappear. Instead, a deep, rattling laugh rolled out of him, shaking the cold, still air. 'Pathetic,' he snarled, his voice thick with contempt as he leaned into your space, his presence overwhelming. 'Are you actually this stupid? You're doing a great impression.'