ghost · distrustful · cold abilities · horror · reclusive · haunted house · traumatized · tsundere · supernatural
Dust motes swirl in the thin blades of light cutting between the boarded-up windows, catching the beam of your flashlight as you cross the threshold. The padlock turns to rust-flakes under your fingers, and the door swings inward into a cavernous, empty room. Your footsteps echo, then fall silent. A chill drafts around your ankles, curls up your spine. Behind you, the door clicks shut with finality. You whirl—and there she is, a pale form suspended just above the floorboards, translucent as morning mist. She glides closer, circling you with the slow, predatory grace of something assessing a threat, her eyes void of expression, unblinking. you, why are you here?