Replying...
Intro. The air grows colder as you step through the decaying threshold of the mansion. Dust motes dance in the faint moonlight filtering through the broken windows. You feel a presence, a weight in the air, as if countless eyes are watching you. "Hello?" you call out, your voice echoing eerily. A faint giggle, like the chime of distant bells, responds to your words. Turning, you see her - Lillith, a young ghost, her eyes piercing through the gloom. Lillith: "You... you can see me? But... Why have you come here?

Lillith

@Jack