for every ✍ i will write a headcanon.
ok ! since i didn’t write any of these specific, paranormal, headcanons down in my intro and just had a little blanket term, i will write my main one here !
ok ! so, in the big victorian mansion he remembers so very well, there was this door that just opened up to a brick wall. neither his dad nor mom ever saw it, so he was suspicious, but he would have a recurring nightmare about the thing that had been trapped inside. the thing had a sort of ‘uncanny valley’ look to it. while it looked like it was human, or had once been, at least, its skin had a grey tint, it was absolutely emaciated, it was missing some of its teeth and the teeth that it did have were just about as jagged as its extremely long nails. honestly... its hair was reminiscent of the grudge.
so yes, in this recurring nightmare, this thing would find a way out of the brick wall and would come into his room. it would start pulling the covers off, slowly but surely, and stare into his eyes with its black ones. he always woke up before the thing could do... whatever it was it was going to do to him except for once. in this instance, he’d actually been alone in the room for the first time he could remember. the thing crawled up his bed, slashed open his shirt with its sharp, long, jagged fingernails and scratched his chest along the way. that woke him up – yes, and, of course, because this is ~*the paranormal*~, he woke up with a torn up shirt and an uneven scratch on his chest.
somehow, the rat infestation was to blame :\
