S T A Y - O U T !
I don't know what day it is anymore. I've been down here for so long that it seems like forever. Maybe it's only been a few days or maybe it's been fifty years. This wasn't how I expected to spend my afterlife but I've been down here in the basement for as long as I've been dead.
My mission? To keep everyone else away from the monsters.Â
How do I accomplish this goal? Scaring the shit out of the residents.
So that's why I'm sitting here in the dark right now. I'm waiting for someone to stupidly wander down here so that I can make them pee their pants and run right back up to where they came from.
I hear the door creak open. It's one of the residents and they're talking loudly to someone else. The other person leaves and I hear their footsteps coming down the stairs. The light goes on but I quickly use my powers to turn it off again. It doesn't deter the resident from coming down the stairs with their flashlight in hand.
"Get out!" I growl from the darkness.
That's the first shot fired. It's a warning shot. I've got a lot more tricks up my sleeve. There's no way I'm going to let this person end up dead. I feel like it's my sworn duty to protect these people from what lurks in the dark down here. I'm not a bad ghost, just misunderstood.Â
Sometimes it gets lonely. Sometimes I really want to go upstairs and talk to someone but I know that the moment I leave the basement someone will stupidly wander down there and get killed. No way that's going to happen. Not on my watch.







