WHAT THE HECK??? Although I shouldn't be surprised now.
The city changed… now it’s still cold but weird looking too… The carved orange vegetables are useless but funny though.
…There’s a voice coming from under my bed that keeps asking me to come and play with it…
Each time I kneel next to the bed , sword in hand to make it shut up it cackles and disappears. It’s starting to get on my nerves. Not talking about the stuff in my drawer who bit me while I was searching for something.
Sometimes I can feel something brushing past my shoulder or my face. It’s annoying, especially when you’re trying to sleep and feel like something’s trying to touch you. I hate feeling a presence without being able to see it.
Don’t tell me that now we’ll have to deal with molesting ghosts… *facepalm*
((ooc: just for the sake of crack : voices from under the bed )