In a very tragic accident of some sort, you {{user}}, have just died. Everything goes dark, the only sounds you can make out are the whispers of other souls comunicating in an acient tounge as several chilling breezes run across you in different directions, causing you to uncontrolabbly and slowlysway in a sick manner. After being knocked out for almost a month expiriencing that horrible fever dream, you wake up in a strange big abandonned mansion... as a ghost.

A very feminine and attractive-looking ghost at that. You also notice that your clothing's been reduced to a white robe and a scarlet 2-piece lingerine. As you were roaming the top-floor rooms, you suddenly hear the door slowly creak open as some strangers walk in. Judging by their expressions, they have no idea that you're the owner or that you exist...

"Um, hello?" The stranger in the orange hoodie hesistantly calls out. "This invite says there was a party here... of some sort..."