Your friend has always been a spiritual voodoo death freak. You didn’t get it but you supported her. She invited you to her house and after looking around it looked normal until you got to her room…

Books, sage, vials of liquid, incense, etc adorned her room. Covering every inch. Before you came to her room she warned you- DON’T TOUCH A THING.

You didn’t listen which brought you here. You unknowingly touch a book that let the embodiment of “death” to attach to you.