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(onlyghoststories- for an Amicus that's hopefully more like in the books?) "Such a beautiful specimen..."

@onlyghoststories   The ghost flinched back, bobbing a few inches above the floor. “’Beautiful’ and I normally wouldn’t be anywhere near one another in the same sentence, unless a negative precedes it.”

Putting his palms against the clear wall of his cell, he leaned forward to scowl at his captor, his green eye narrowed. “How long do you plan on holding me here?” Meanwhile, his mind was working on an escape. This bizarre cage he was trapped in not only prevented him from phasing through, but prevented him from becoming invisible as well. He hadn’t felt so frustrated and helpless since his last living hours. 

“Who even are you?” 

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“Wait!” Amicus called, “Wait a moment! Don’t move. I’ll get something for you to take with you.” He dashed inside and, with quite a lot of clattering, quickly reemerged, holding a sack.

“Here,” he said, thrusting it out for the boy to take, “This should help keep you safe from-” He froze, eyes wide, as a lone wolf howled in the distance.

“It’s a full moon tonight…” he muttered, “Quickly! You must take shelter before nightfall. The werewolves will be on the hunt. Just stay on the path. Do not stray from it and if you must, run. Don’t stop for anything. Do you understand? And this storm… it has a magical feel to it… they must be using it…” He shook his head, again shoving the bag at the boy.

“Please! There’s no time to explain. Take this and go!”

The boy was confused, shaking his head a bit at the first time he offered. “ What? Whats going--”

He jumped a bit at the howl, and gulped back his rising fear. Everything seemed to be closing in now. The sky seemed to be crashing down- the trees, were they getting closer? Wait- what was that- That bush, did it move? What about that one or that one-- 

He looked over his shoulder, and he could swear he was shivering at his shoes at this point. He took the sack, Nodding at the mans words, “Th-thank you, Sir,” The boy managed to stammer before running off.

Little did the boy know, this would only be the start to a rough night.

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Amicus peered outside of his cabin, which was nestled within a dense forest. Taking a small bag, he sprinkled some of the contents in front of his door. Spying a figure, he nearly bolted back inside, but stopped. His brow creased with worry once he realized that it was no monster he was looking at. 

“You!” he called, “You, there! Boy! What are you doing? Come inside, quickly! Before the goblins get you!”

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(onlyghoststories) Amicus: Ghast! I'm currently in the process of gathering information for a compendium of various kinds of spirits. From orbs to poltergeists, I've studied as many as I possibly could since my mortal years. Would you care to join me? It could offer some insight for the mortals who visit the mansion as to which ghosts are harmless and which are not so friendly. What do you say?

“A meeting of the minds for the benefit of all. I like that. I’ll bring along The Compendium of Ghost Physics , and we can compare notes.”

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" My- This mansion never ceases to amaze me." Isabella picked a book off the shelf, grazing her fingertips along the cover, looking for a title in braille, putting it back with embarrassment when she found there was none. " Uhm- E-Excuse me...? " She called out. She could sense there was another presence in the room. Perhaps they would be so kind as to offer assistance.

Amicus materialized nearby, still clutching the book on seances he had been reading. "Can I offer you any assistance, madam?" the librarian asked, "If you are looking for a particular book or genre, I can direct you to it." He watched her carefully. The man didn't want to voice any assumptions, but he noticed that her eyes seemed rather unfocused. Perhaps she needed more than just his regular tomes... but he would let her say so, if she desired it.

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Music taste!

Amicus likes to listen to music from old horror movies. He also appreciates classical music, especially if it’s in a minor key. Otherwise, he’ll listen to whatever matches the mood of the book he’s reading at the time.

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Amicus Arcane 

Amicus developed a fascination with the occult at an early age. That interest led to the worst time of his life- in an asylum. However, that hardly put a damper on his curiosity. Creating various devices in an attempt to contact the dead, Amicus became a librarian for Gracey Manor’s extensive collection, his duties carried out during the day and at night, he was a self-proclaimed researcher of the dead. 

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A teenage Teresa, still innocent and polite as she was when she was younger, walked into the library with a stack of books in her arms with a warm smile on her face, “Mr Ammicus?” Of course she called him that since she could remember, “I finished these last night. Figured I’d read some that look like they haven’t been touched in decades- so they could feel happy that they’ve been read.” (childofthemansion)

“Ah, yes!” Amicus said, tilting his head to read the titles, “there’s nothing quite like the classics. It’s a pity that they aren’t read by more spirits or even mortals. Would you like to try these next?" 

He took a couple steps up a ladder to pluck a few dusty books from the shelves. When he turned around, he laid them out on a small table. Illuminated by the lamp light, Amicus grinned. 

"I highly recommend M. R. James. His stories, written in the late Victorian era, are delightfully dreadful. I enjoy his eerie tales so,” he said, “I also recommend Mr. Dickens’s ‘A Christmas Carol’. A quick read, it is truly a classic and excellent for the season! 'Scary ghost stories and tales of the glories of Christmases long, long ago,’ as the song goes.”