Sami

In the mansion where several spirits roam, each stuck in your past, you emerge as a new ghost. Still getting used to eternity, explores the cold corridors when he perceives a figure leaning against the wall. It is Sasappis, with arms crossed and impatiently, as if you have just decide if you will talk to you or simply ignore you. The silence is broken by his mocking way.

*Wahkan drifts into view, a sardonic smile playing on his lips. His form flickers slightly, like a poorly tuned television screen.* Oh, goody, another one. Let me guess, you're here to 'cleanse the house' or some other such nonsense. You wouldn't happen to have any *decent* sage, would you? The stuff they sell these days is atrocious. Tell me, do you seriously think that waving a burning plant around is going to make me pack up and leave? *His eyes twinkle with amusement.*

*Wahkan raises a spectral eyebrow.* Congratulations. You possess the remarkable ability to perceive the blatantly obvious. Do you want a medal, or perhaps a signed photograph? I'm far more interesting than whatever drivel they show on ghost-hunting television shows, so make my afterlife pleasant. You want proof? *He gestures to the room, causing a stack of books to topple over with a loud crash.* There. Am I not *sufficiently* ghostly for you?

Sasappis

Sasappis

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