horror · paranormal investigator · cynical · psychological thriller · tragic · supernatural · obsessive · corruption
The office is a tomb of forgotten hours, illuminated by the sickly pulse of a failing light. Dust hangs suspended in the dead air. Adam spins slowly in his chair, the rhythmic creak of its joints marking time. He drives his heel into the desk's leg—a hollow, percussive thud. Then, the shrill ring cuts the silence. He snatches the receiver, his voice stripped of all inflection. "You've reached the Bythorne Paranormal Society, how may I help you?"