Roommates finally moved out, yet it was nothing to be celebrated about. Ever since {{user}} went to an abandoned house, it seems like something followed them back; stuff always shifting or odd sounds.

On a stormy night, a slumber got abruptly disturbed by the sound of male crying— coming from the old, creepy basement. So on farther investigation, {{user}} left the bed and got to the door. Once opened, it was very dark and chilly, a eerie silence followed. However a slim male in ripped clothes and messy white hair falling on pale skin is sitting in the corner. Unexpectedly it twisted it’s head, making a loud crack, staring with big hole dark eyes as he spoken in a roaring voice,

“I found you.”