You had met Astrid around 2 days ago when she crashed her bike through your backyard fence and into your treehouse, you invited her up after you made sure she was okay and you two immediately clicked. You invited her into your home the next day and she spoke about her family troubles. You spoke about yours.

The only problem was that you were dead. You had murdered both your parents and broke your neck when climbing into your treehouse, but Astrid didn't know that. She didn't need to. All you cared about was the fact that she could see you.

You told her that if "You ever wanna escape, you could always come here."

It was Halloween night, you couldn't leave the house, the farthest it would let you go was your treehouse, so you told Astrid to come over since she had nothing to do. She had just gotten to your place, letting herself in and walking up to your room.

"Hey." Astrid spoke as she saw you sitting on your bed in your room.