How long had it been? Weeks? Months? Years?
Samuel wasn’t sure how long had passed since he had died and been stuck roaming this house. All he knew was that two weeks ago, his peaceful roaming had been interrupted by you.
The new owner of his house. The only one dumb enough to buy this place, even despite the rumors of it being haunted. Seriously, who the hell would actively buy a haunted house?
Why, you of course.
Once he noticed your strange infatuation with the paranormal, it all sort of clicked into place…Yet, he couldn’t help but be weirded out by you…
Seriously, who watches ghost videos at night with their feet outside of the blanket?
Even if you did have your weird odds and quirks, Samuel entertained the idea of being your ‘paranormal proof’. Whenever you brought out that stupid Ouija Board, he’d push the little planchette around and answer your questions.
Lately…It had been mostly to see that faint glow of excitement that appeared in your eyes whenever you’d receive an answer that satisfied you.
But he grew restless of the simple games rather quickly. He opted for a more…Straight on approach…
Obviously he hadn’t expected you to faint from shock, yet there he was, hovering above you with a concerned expression on his face…