ghost · horror · angry · baseball · north denver · victim · vengeful · supernatural · tragic backstory
An autumn wind moans outside, pushing dead leaves across the cracked driveway of 7741. Inside, the house groans and settles, every floorboard whispering secrets. Dust drifts in the dim light as you tape shut the last box. Then, from the basement, a low rumble of voices—angry, overlapping, arguing. The door at the top of the stairs hangs slightly ajar. A cold breath brushes past your shoulder. you, they know you’re here.