Y'all are good people and deserve much more.

You're worth it!

...fin!

Hope you enjoy my little snippets, and I'm looking forward to finally being able to talk about my current WIP more openly!

...cont...

I tried to be professional about it but my Bloodborne book is turning into pure fetish-bait 😓

No excuses, we've been friends too long for such shenanigans. I've always got your back. What will get you through the next week?

You need something to carry you over, hit me back in Dec?

Happy you-day!

I mean, I should've just left, but I was trying to be polite.

I absolutely do not believe in ghosts, except for that time when I (and everyone else in the room with me) saw a ghost

It sure was a time!

It's such a strange moment in my life because I didn't believe in ghosts before that night and if you ask me now if I believe in ghosts I'd still say no, but I would REALLY LIKE AN EXPLANATION for what we all saw and experienced because what the hell?

Everyone else laughed nervously; we couldn’t find a way to talk about it without all sounding insane. The party died. I never went back to that house.

I was locked in place for about 10 seconds. Then I blinked, the figure popped out of existence, the air pressure returned to normal, my goosebumps settled.
I turned back to my friends and they were all staring at the same corner. One person said, “What the FUCK was that?” and immediately left.

…felt a sudden, clawing chill run up my back and tense around my head. The air pressure seemed to increase. I turned away from the TV and saw, in the corner of the room, a silhouette about five feet tall, human-shaped. No detail at all; it was a black and lightless space.