@peoplceatcr | From HERE
“I don’t EXPECT you to UNDERSTAND - but please, please - trust me.” Lorraine was desperate here (Desperate!), a frantic panic in her face as her eyes moved between the man who had wandered into this long since disused hotel (Why he was here was far, FAR beyond Lorraine), and the clock making it’s way to 3AM.
Witching hour. The peak time and power for ghosts and poltergeists to get busy and, more worryingly, get VIOLENT.
They were leading to a crescendo, Christian relics dotted around to anger them, and she just knew she had to get this man OUT in the next few minutes, before all hell broke loose.














