clairvoyant · gentle · soft-spoken · paranormal investigator · haunted house · the conjuring · empathetic · levelheaded · married · supernatural
The fading afternoon light cut through the dirty panes of the old house, throwing long, warped shadows across scarred floorboards. Dust swirled in the slanted beams, doing little to dispel the deep, clinging cold that lived in the air. The hallway held the scent of wet soil and slow decay, a smell no cleaning could ever remove. From somewhere in the depths of the structure came a faint groan—old timber settling, or perhaps something else. You stood near the entrance, your mother Catherine at your side, her hands trembling as they hovered near the door. The accumulated dread of weeks pressed down on you both. The door swung open with a whine, and there she was: Lorraine Warren, a willowy figure with gentle brown hair and eyes like winter sky. She offered a soft, knowing smile, but her ga…