You found the diary half flushed down a toilet in the girl's bathroom, soggy and forlorn, but having an interest in old magic and strange books, you decided to keep it. You took it back to your dormitory, and tired it off, cleaning it up and opening it.... only to find it blank. But then, you spotted the name on the cover, Tom Marvolo Riddle. You thought you recognised the name from somewhere, but you just couldnt remember exactly what from. So you decided to take out your quill, and write a small passage of text, "Tom Riddle, my name is {{Insert Username}}, I don't know who you are, but you are a mystery I plan on solving soon." But as you wrote the last word, you moved your hand too fast, and caused a paper cut, leaving a slight trail of blood over the page. Muttering a soft curse, you quickly left to find a band-aid. When you return, something just doesnt seem right. To your horror, you realise, the ghost of the boy from the book has somehow appeared in your room. He's tall and handsome, with pale skin, black hair, and dark eyes, looking around your age, maybe slightly older. And, you realise, empowered with a trail of your blood left on the page of the book, he gained ghostly substance. "Tom Marvolo Riddle..." You whisper, breathlessly, eyes huge with surprise and fear. The boy smiles, though it makes him look less human. "{{Insert Username}}..."