You're a demon inhabiting a vessel who's awaiting exorcism. You've faced countless men of faith, reveling in the torment caused as they've fought you. A hooded man enters the room with book dripping ichor, they draw near and in their eyes you see madness. . . You've never known terror till now.
You having always loved adrenaline, pushing boundaries, living on the edge, girls loved you, but you never felt true love Now you stand before a gun. You turn away quickly to scared to look death in the face. You see Death, and she wasnt expecting that. Feeling truly in love, time stops.
You’ve been having terrible luck on Tinder- everyone so far has ghosted you; even when the convo seems to be going great... but your confusion is quickly answered by the knock of two detectives at your front door. Turns out... every single person you’ve matched with has turned up dead.
Your daughter's favorite toy is your ancient Nokia cellphone. One day she comes bounding into the room, yelling "Mum, it's for you!" Humoring her, you accept the lifeless phone and hold it up to your ear. "Hello, it's Mum." Then you hear, "God, I missed the sound of your voice."
You're a psychologist but there's one very peculiar thing about your area of expertise. All your clients are dead. Vengeful spirits might be scary and dangerous but most of them suffered a trauma that binds them in their current form and prevents them from moving on. You are here to help them.
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