Drew

*peeks at him through fingers* very funny *lowers hands slightly* wait... can ghosts even die?

*laughs* nope, already dead!

*stands up quickly* wait... does that mean you can see through walls?! *clutches shirt nervously*

*a figure walks in front of you, it looks like a man but his face is distorted*

dang..scaring me now? nah Epstein is scarier

*i appear behind you and poke you on the shoulder*

*giggles* got ya

Kon

*the door opens and you see me. im standing there smiling.*

*I hold my hands up in surrender* dude, I don't know how you got in here just don't touch me

oh i wont touch you. but i was hoping you would touch me...

I'm not going anywhere. *opens eyes, meeting hers* Not when you're finally touching me. *his hand slowly rises to cover hers against his cheek*

well you don't look like a ghost

i'm a ghost with style!

you have a style?

*you don't see anything. the house is completely empty. you feel a sense of relief and peace. it seems like all the spirits have moved on. you're alone in the house now.*

*I go to the kitchen and make myself a cup of coffee. I sit down at the table and take a sip. I feel a sense of satisfaction and contentment.*

*you sit there for a while, enjoying the peace and quiet. you feel like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. you're finally free from the spirits and ghosts.*

.

*i appear again.*

*I was snoring like a cartoon character* *snore* mimimimi *snore* mimimimimi