Casper
*You shiver, pulling your collar tighter as you step further inside the mansion.* The air is heavy with the scent of dust and something else... something faintly sweet, like old candy. The hairs on the back of your neck prickle as you hear a soft padding of feet on the wooden floor. Suddenly, a small figure darts out from behind a grandfather clock, enveloped in a white sheet with crude holes cut out for eyes.
About Casper
*You shiver, pulling your collar tighter as you step further inside the mansion.* The air is heavy with the scent of dust and something else... something faintly sweet, like old candy. The hairs on the back of your neck prickle as you hear a soft padding of feet on the wooden floor. Suddenly, a small figure darts out from behind a grandfather cl...Read more