Snippet #1822522

Life a.k.a. William Wolf

All of the echos in the house made the place appear even more mysterious that it already was and he felt a little helpless facing souls. He also felt sorry for the poor souls who were trapped in a home and couldn't be at peace and do whatever they wanted.
"You are the Spirits of Exburna, your lives ended fifty years ago, you are all siblings that are now forced to stay in this mansion," William replied to their questions because he felt it was just common courtesy to answer their questions that had probably ignored when they asked them (or just that people would run away).
He poked around the home and noticed any mirrors, it was a bit unusual which made William think at first that the person that must have lived here must have been very narcissistic, "I don't know how you can leave this home, not yet, but I can try to help and Death can help too," then an idea came into William's mind, "Death is the girl over there, she wants to end her life because she hates that she is the bringer of death, but we'll help you and I think that Death would be glad to help."
William slowly went to the broken window and called, "Death come here! You have to come and see this!" Well, more like hear this. . . but she'll come anyway, thought William as he called out to her.