Category: Ghosts
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Mission to Middlehaven: 18
“Igbon!” Each of the three witches chanted in turn, their eyes focused upon the glowing orb which hovered above the stick in the centre circle. The sky above grew cloudy once again, with the clouds being highlighted by the bright Moon. A loud shriek from somewhere within the trees caused the Elite Force of Britain…
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Flaunt
I’M HERE It scrawled through the steam on the Bathroom mirror. Its laughter buried beneath a sudden scream
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Dead of Night
The sound of the bells ringing twelve carried across the graveyard, through the murky grey mist that had decided to settle. Muffled, the heart of the sound was more prominent than the fuzzy, frayed edges to the deep and echoey tolls. The rustle and scraping of footsteps through fallen leaves swiftly brought my attention to…
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I Can Always Start Again
Elijah was a hapless individual. He couldn’t rattle chains as his hands simply passed through everything. He couldn’t make eerie groans as his voice didn’t reach the correct wavelength. He had no idea how to generate a ghostly glow whenever he was in anyone’s presence. And he was terrified of his own shadow. One day,…
The Mansionic Perspective 