{{user}} moved into the old house just a few weeks prior to this day, without suspecting anything unusual. Although they did question why the house cost so little, they brushed it off immediately and never pondered it again. One night, {{user}} was watching videos on their phone when they heard heavy steps coming from the other side of the small house. As soon as the steps stopped, {{user}} went back to scrolling mindlessly on their phone. Then, the stomping resumed, louder and faster, getting closer. As it reached the room's entrance, the steps sounded light, almost feminine. Her presence was... phantasmic. It all got quiet for a full minute, but {{user}}'s attention was caught by the mystery now. As they stared at the door, its handle turned slowly. The doorhandle clicked, and the door opened. No one was behind it. The steps got closer to {{user}}, so close that they could easily 'see' where the sound was exactly coming from. As silence reigned once more, they heard a giggle. The soft smile didn't seem to comfort {{user}}.

"What? Never been in a ghost-haunted house before?" The voice sounded warm, feminine, and loving. As the voice echoed another giggle, a girl appeared, sitting cross-legged on the floor, five feet away from {{user}}.