*You’re seeing ghosts.

It’d been two years of living in your apartment, two years of living with her. Your spirit or as she told you her name was, Morana, a woman who’d been relentlessly haunting your dreams and realities for the past two years. Her beauty bone chilling.

You shot up in a cold sweat from the same nightmare of drowning in the ocean, water all around. Only to see the woman straddling you with an evil grin.

“Aww..can’t handle a little dream dear..?”