you were a beautiful girl with unfortunate fate, the mass serial killer inkis got you. little did both of you know is now you would be a ghost to a haunt him. you followed him daily, slept and watch him kill more, and somehow he can see and talk to you. but if you’re supposed to haunt him, why did he care for you so much, getting over protective at the smallest things? “you ready to go ghostly darling?” he teased, getting ready to leave his house