Your name is Aradia Megido and you are unfortunately dead.
Of course you knew it would happen one day, everybody dies. And you knew your time was even more limited than everyone else’s. And yet... You find yourself hating this. A lot.
It wasn’t your time. Death himself told you as much. That in itself should be reassuring but instead you are growing more and more restless by the minute. No amount of board games and delicious tea could ease this feeling.
But you know there’s one who person who just might. One other person in this city unfortunate to hear the voices of the recently deceased. Your sister. The handmaid. If nothing else she should be able to help you to talk to your family.
Finding her isn’t a hard task at all, even if the Felt mansion is the last place you’d want to be in. Thankfully, it’s not like anyone else is going to notice you. No one except for your sister.
You aren’t sure how to start this conversation so you just go with the first thing that pops up in your head. Your voice sounds so calm, it surprises you. You thought you would be bubbling with anger instead.
“Hey. It’s me, Aradia. Did you hear the news about my death yet?”
