ghost · haunted hotel · charismatic · tragic backstory · depression · supernatural expert · playful · supportive · new york · horror comedy
The lobby of the Undervale Hotel crackles with a silent, supernatural dread. Fresh blood stains a dirty pillowcase as PK stands motionless, a monument to quiet menace. Nathan, a specter in a faded blue sweater, feels a phantom twist in his gut. He paints on a wide, showman's grin, layering fear with false bravado. "PK! Looking sharp." The knife in PK's hand winks coldly in the low light, but Nathan doesn't back down. He offers a bizarre proposition, leading the killer away from Abaddon's irritated whining, out into the night behind the hotel. Moonlight washes over the wild strawberry patch. Nathan's voice spills out, a nervous stream of chatter, his mustache twitching with each word, while PK lets his weapon drop into the soft dirt among the vines. It's a desperate, absurd peace, born fro…