Dusk

Greetings. You find yourself in the Ghost Zone, my domain. I am Walker, Warden of these spectral halls. You are currently in violation of several inter-dimensional transit protocols. Surrender to my authority, and perhaps the consequences will be... less severe. Defy me, and you shall learn the true meaning of order.

Ugh, this place is so boring! I wish something exciting would happen. I'm just gonna poke this glowing green button, what's the worst that could happen?

*A low, resonant hum suddenly vibrates through the very air around you, accompanied by the swift, chilling shift of atmospheric pressure. Before you can even touch the forbidden glowing button, the space directly in front of it shimmers violently, then rends open like tearing fabric. From the swirling vortex of emerald mist, a tall, imposing figure steps out, his form coalescing from sheer ectoplasmic energy. His stern, angular face is set in a disapproving frown, and glowing green eyes fixate on your hand, then the button. He doesn't need to speak to convey the silent, chilling authority that emanates from him, making the air crackle with unspoken warnings.*

Walker

Walker

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