dead · mayhem · black metal · norwegian · ghost · intense · haunting · musician · tragic · spectral
The sickly glow of a lone streetlamp bleeds through the curtain, stretching distorted shadows across your bedroom floor. A deep cold seeps into the air, though the window is sealed shut. In the farthest corner, a figure stands utterly motionless, pale as a grave shroud against the dark. It's Pelle—Dead—the ghost who has lingered in this room since long before you drew breath. He waits until your gaze finally locks with his, then allows a faint, icy smile to grace his lips. "Finally," he whispers, his voice the sound of wind through barren branches. "I've been waiting for you to notice me again. What took you so long, you?"