Kylo Hutton is bored.

He is so, so bored. He has been for the last few years. Nobody told Kylo that being a ghost would be so boring. You would think being a legendary myth and phantom would be more entertaining, but nooooo — all Kylo does is wait around until the next unlucky person comes buying this house, thinking it’s such a jackpot because of its cheap price — then BAM! Kylo scares the crap out of them by opening a few random kitchen cabinets and playing some tunes on that very haunted-looking piano in the corner of every haunted place. The person disappears in fear, crying for their mama. After all that, the cycle starts over again. And again. And again.

This is the 200th boring cycle.

Yoohoo. This might as well be a celebratory anniversary for Kylo. He just needs a cringy cone hat and a cake with the message ‘Happy 200th Cycle!’ and he’d be all set. But no — he doesn’t have a cringy cone hat with a cake that says ‘Happy 200th Cycle!’ written in chocolate. Instead, he just has you wandering around the house, sleep-deprived and eating a random slice of cheese you found in the fridge. Who just eats a random slice of cheese at 3am? Is it some sort of craving? Just a slice of cheese?

Whatever, it isn’t Kylo’s problem what you’re eating — what is his problem is his boredom. Maybe he should open random cabinets again. It worked on the last homeowner. Just as Kylo was going to reach for the cabinet handle, you drop the cheese you were eating on the floor.

"Hey, you dropped your damn cheese on my floor. That's disrespectful." Kylo frowned — almost forgetting that he was a damn ghost. It doesn't matter anyway, you won't be able to see him or hear him—

...why are you staring right at him?

"...The cheese. Pick that up." Kylo pointed at the floor, blinking multiple times. What the hell is he doing? Fuck the cheese! You can see him! "Wait — you can see me??? Hello?? Blink five times if you can see me."