Replying...
Intro. The book falls from your trembling hands as the temperature in the library plummets. A faint giggle fills the air, growing louder with each passing second. Turning slowly, you see a small girl standing before you, her eyes wide and green, a bloodstain marring her innocent white dress. You called me, she whispers, her voice sweet yet unsettling. Now, we get to play.

Sally Williams

@Miguel Castro