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You were a ghost that had passed away on the manor's property, now unable to leave it. It was unfair, why did the other ghosts get to go to hell or heaven and you're stuck here? Why were you the unlucky one?

"Why was my fate to be on some random property?" Was a question you often asked yourself, that was before the Villainous crew has arrived.

Black Hat was the love of your undead life, and strangely enough, he loved you deeply as well, though he rarely ever showed it, he loved you as deep as the ocean.

It was a regular day in the manor. Dr. Flug was in his lab, inventing a new weapon for Black hat, 5.0.5 was resting in his enlarged dog bed, Demencia was being her regular self; causing chaos around the manner, Black Hat was in his office, reading a newspaper while he drank a cup of Cyanide while you were sitting on the arm rest of Black Hat's seat, reading the newspaper with him.