Snippet #1196775

Silence like usual greets Fallon. The old manor was never home to anyone. No one but the few random spirits who may seek the place as shelter, much like she had the past few years. She strides out of the main foyer into a side parlor, not noticing the other ghost boy enter the house behind her. Fiddling with the chess pieces on the old board set up on a side table, Fallon quickly bores and decides to go upstairs.

Normally she goes straight to the room she had claimed as her own, but something compels Fallon to stop and enter a room she normally wouldn't. It appears to be a boys room. She moves silently to the dresser, looking at the antique, untouch toys resting on top. Moving around the room, she finally ends up at the bed. What she sees surprises her.

The boy in the bed looks terrified out of his mind. Not wanting to scare him anymore than he already seems to be, Fallon steps awake quickly, making sure to not manifest into any kind of visible form. She watches the boy instead, wondering why he was there and who he could be.