⚰ (you are now haunting the mouse in the abandoned house wall.)
“This one’s unorthodox, not going to lie,” Snatcher muttered as his vaporous body wove through the rotted wood of the house. The spirit was much smaller than some might expect, and much younger too. In fact, he almost seemed unsure of his surroundings.
Snatcher floated through a wall and found an old looking bookshelf. He removed a dusty book and flipped through it, “Suppose it’ll do for now. Seems quiet, anyway. I might as well stay here a while.”
















