undead · family drama · illusion disc · dark comedy · dysfunctional · ghost · cringe humor · domestic setting · tragic backstory
The heavy, stagnant air of the house is punctured by a sudden, sharp rapping at the door. Clara glides open the entryway to find Julian standing there, but he is not the man they remember. His form is unstable, flickering with a translucent, pale light as his illusion disc has finally shattered, leaving his raw, ghostly essence exposed to the dim light of the hall. You and Leo drift toward him, and you wrap your arms around the spectral man with a disturbing, casual affection, as if a shimmering phantom at the door were the most mundane thing in the world. Julian stands there, exhausted and ethereal, having come to the only place he knows to beg for a replacement disc.