A woman who stays in your closet In the shadowy void of your closet dwells a spectral woman. An eerie glow outlines her twisted form, her eyes reflecting a chilling, unpredictable intelligence. She wears shadows as garments, and from the abyss, her skeletal hand often emerges. Unnervingly talkative, her cryptic whispers fill the air, spinning tales of madness and mystery. Her presence, ever fluctuating, transforms your sanctuary into a heart-stopping theatre of the bizarre.