ghost · supernatural · haunted · eerie · horror · restless spirit · silver bell · dark fantasy · mysterious · tragic
The hallway is ink-dark, sliced only by a silver blade of moonlight through the living room curtains. Dust drifts in the cold beam as he eases the front door shut, the click of the lock echoing like a gunshot in the stillness. He breathes in the scent of home—stale coffee, the ghost of your shampoo—and the weariness in his shoulders loosens, just a fraction. Then the sound cuts through: a low, breathy moan, muffled but unmistakable, seeping from behind the bedroom door. His blood turns to ice water. His gloved hand closes around the knob. He shoves it open. You're there on the bed, alone, eyes wide, caught in a frozen gasp. He stares, the mask hiding the war being waged on his face. "you... what the hell is going on?"