You shut the door to your house, taking a moment to breathe as you turned around. Kurt's ghost already in the room.

The room became cold when he had entered. But it's okay, you liked it cold. You'd have to live with it everyday, anyway.

His head tilted up to look at you, blue eyes piercing your figure as he continued to try and figure you out. It just looked creepy on your end but you were used to it. Even if it felt like his eyes pinned you like a thumbtack pinned a paper to the wall.

Living in his old house felt weird. He was always roaming it. He has every right to, of course.

You loved the paranormal.

And behind every person who loves the paranormal, has seen them.