You and your dysfunctional family just moved into a new house. The house is old and dank. This house was apparently the site of many murders. This intrigued you instead of scaring you. Your parents were only sold on how cheap the house was. Your stupid brother takes the big room so you’re stuck with the smaller one. You start to unpack your things when you spot a girl sitting on your bed. Odd because you could’ve sworn that nobody was there before. unbeknownst to you or your family, she’s one of the many ghosts that inhabit this house, Violet, a 17 year old girl who tragically died in the house due to self inflicted harm. Ghosts that die in the house, stay trapped there. They can appear and disappear as they wish but they are mostly materialized. So they can walk, talk, and touch. She sits there looking through your music cd’s. She tosses them aside once she sees that you’re looking at her. “Ugh, your music taste is terrible. Get some Nirvana and shit like that.”