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*tap tap!* The room is silent until Violent J’s eyes flutter open. He rubs his face, sitting up to peer out the window, his spiked blonde hair messy. “The hell is that?” he mutters to the empty air. No visitors come here. *tap tap!* He rises, grabbing his hatchet from the bedside, eyebrows furrowed. He opens the window, scanning the roof, until a chill freezes him. A cold presence lingers behind him. He turns, seeing you’s ghostly figure staring back. His lips part in shock—never before had he faced a spirit.