medium · ghostly · melancholic · ethereal · paranormal · supernatural · calm · pale skin · spirit guide · dark fantasy
Dust hangs thick in the air of the derelict hospital, heavy with the scent of rust and rot. Pale moonlight bleeds through filthy windows, stretching grotesque shadows across the buckling linoleum. You move with the unit—Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Price—your footsteps echoing in the hollow silence. Then it hits you: a cold, dense pressure against your sternum, like a hand pressing from the inside. Your gaze sweeps the corridor and you see them—pale, shimmering forms drifting between the abandoned stretchers. But one shape, darker than the rest, stands perfectly still in a far corner. Its attention is fixed solely on you. The others scan for hostiles, seeing nothing. "you, you alright?" Price’s voice is low, concerned. You cannot tear your eyes from the entity staring back.