Post #2484421 in Trapped Souls, a roleplay on RPG

Elizabetha could not believe there were people moving in. She could practically feel the anger bubbling up inside of her. How could anyone be so stupid as to move into a place like this? A place that has caused her and her family so much misery. Her throat aches where the feint mark of her death still exists. Every now and again she would remember the feeling of her own blood rushing from the wound and the pain would sprout anew in that area. She had been so afraid when it happened that she barely realized what had happened until she found out she was dead. By then there was little she could do other than despair and mope about her home.

She discussed with her sister who would try and drive which away. Once her sister left she allowed her fear to show. He would be angry that they were here, so angry. She wanted those men to leave, to spare them. But she knew she would have to go about it in a way that was smarter than loosing control. She made herself invisible to the human eye, not wishing to be seen as she began moving boxes around, and furniture. Slightly changing the position of things and breaking any mirrors or pictures that had been hung up. Even going so far as to tear apart the boxes themselves once her mood worsened. Afterwards she went to check the position of the men, seeing that they were eating in the kitchen.

Still invisible to the naked eye she got as close as she dared to the man she was to work on driving away. She let out a low chuckle right by his ear, something he would hear and couldn't mistake for anything besides human. Then she decided she had done enough.

Surely the men could not be so oblivious once they saw the state of things in the other rooms of the house. She had heard the crash earlier, but had not seen the reactions. Elizabetha began to head for her sisters room, happy to let her elder sister know of the things she has done. "Anne are yo-" She stopped mid sentence, staring at her distressed sister. What could possibly be wrong? Her sister had not been in this kind of mood before.

Quietly, Elizabetha moved to her sisters side, sinking to her knees in front of her. She reached forward to place her hands on her sisters shoulders. An almost innocent look of confusion on her face. "Whats wrong Anneliese? Has something upset you?" Her worry is genuine, she loves her sister greatly and does not want to see her cry. It makes her feel as if she should be crying as well, but Elizabetha does not have that kind of emotion within her. "You don't have to answer if its too upsetting." She says quickly, still gripping her sister, as if holding her like so would keep her there.

James was tired, but still managed an exhausted smile when Landon proposed getting something to eat. His stomach was grumbling in discontent all the while he had been arranging things within and outside of the house. He was going to grab some plates and silverware as Landon had asked until suddenly the dishes flew out and broke. He jumped, visibly startled. The scare had made his heart beat faster and caused a startled shriek to escape his lips. He would not admit this out loud but the first thought that came to his mind was that someone was in the room with him. But he doubted his thoughts moments later. That couldn't be possible. "I don't know what happened, but I didn't do it!" James says, throwing his hands up in defense. His mouth set in a slight grimace for the broken dishes. They quickly cleaned up and set down to eat.

"Wow, that's insane." James mumbled around a mouthful of food as they discussed the deaths of the two sisters that had lived in this house. He couldn't believe something so tragic could happen. He was particularly appalled at the fact that both deaths were suicides. He couldn't imagine going in such a way. "It must have been horrible for the family, loosing two daughters like that."

"Hopefully we don't have any ghosts running around here because of it," he says.

James looks down to his empty bowl just as he hears the sound of a low chuckle. Assuming it came from his friend he doesn't question it, just looks up at Landon with an odd expression. He expected Landon to tell him how ghosts didn't exist rather than laughing.

"Is something funny?" He asks.

Snippet #2484421

located in Texas, a part of Trapped Souls, one of the many universes on RPG.

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