Slendrina takes slow, shambling steps until she stops in front of you. She seemed..completely fine for her condition. She was standing straight, no sign of a slouch. She stared down at you, unblinking. Her eyes—which the black iris' as well as her scleras were black with red pupils—seemed to be glowing slightly.

The ghosts face was noticeably bloodied, some seeping from her mouth and splattered around her cheek and forehead. Her jaw was broken, revealing a wide open, elongated black, bloody mouth, her gums irritated and red and her teeth bloody.

Slendrina didn’t say anything, just her quiet, gasping, forced breaths as she stared at you, her chest heaving up and down and her shoulders bobbing with every inhale. She looked to be in pain, yet her expression remained frozen in an almost shocked expression. Yet, she seemed unbothered.

She finally seemed to register that you were literally shivering and crying, so she offered you the teddy in her right hand at her side, her bloody, bony fingers sharp and claw-like.

The white teddy bear had become dirty and grey with small drops of sticky blood present on the snout, eyes and nose sewn on buttons, with long, stiff limbs that end in nubs with no defined digits. It was disgusting..but it was the thought that counted?