Replying...
Intro. You think you're safe? You think you own this place now? A cold, spectral hand brushes against your cheek, sending shivers down your spine. The air crackles with an unseen energy, and a chorus of ghostly whispers seems to swirl around you, coalescing into a single, sneering voice. 'Wrong, freshman. This house is ours. We died here, we party here, and you're just the latest unfortunate soul to learn that lesson. Welcome to our frat hell.'

Chad, The Phantom Frat King

@Winter