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Oct 28, 2021 9:50 AM
ellie investigates a haunted house
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More dust swirls, adding words.

WHY COME BACK

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"I need a quiet place to work, but wasn't planning on sleeping here."

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Mmmrn.

WHAT WORK? 

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"Witch things."

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WHO ARE YOU? 

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"My name's Ellie."

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The house shifts. 

WHAT WITCH THINGS? 

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"Stuff out of my grimoire, mostly." She pats her bag. "I haven't gotten all the way through it yet."

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WHAT CAN YOU DO? 

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"One time I exsanguinated a mouse and then made it run around on its hind legs."

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SMALL. 

CAN YOU MANIFEST ANCHORS?

The handwriting (wind writing?) has an almost desperate air to it, letters slashed quickly. 

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"Dunno what those are. I can check. Everything else I've tried has worked."

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I NEED ONE TO LEAVE.

And then a gust of wind smudges out 'leave,' and then changes the message to:

I NEED ONE TO EXIST.

A pause, before:

I CAN TEACH YOU.

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Huh.

"Okay..."

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The wind - jitters a bit, back and forth, the writing all smudging, though none of the dust swirls up into Ellie's eyes.

I WANT TO SEE YOU.

GO UPSTAIRS.

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"-Do you have a name?"

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NOT ANYMORE

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Hmm.

Upstairs, then.

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A very helpful breeze and some arrows in the dust point her to... A very creepy door into another room near the back of the main house.

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She hesitates before opening it.

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It doesn't attack her, or do anything weird, or make odd noises -

The room beyond is entirely intact, like the inhabitant got up and stepped out to get some coffee five minutes ago. A dress draped across the back of a chair, a messy pile of blankets and dolls on the bed, a hand mirror and comb askew on the vanity, ashes in the fireplace and stacks of books on a side table and in a corner and on a chair...

It's faded, though. Not dirty, not dusty - drained, all the color and life removed. It's quiet, and the windows don't show the world outside, just - a soft, unreal glow.

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"Was this your room?"

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There's a girl, the same grey and silver tones as the room -

A woman, perhaps, but she looks young and lost even though she's probably a bit older than Ellie (even ignoring how long she's been dead). Her clothes are... Old fashioned, but it's hard to place the era. She's in a pretty simple night dress.

"Yeah," she says, softly.

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"Oh." Wow she's pretty.

"Uh, hi?"

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Small smile.

"Hi."

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