You were the last standing bloodline to your family. Not that you complained since they were all horrible towards you but it's not like you miss them either when their spirits haunted your dreams.

Each night was the same for you. You would go to bed in your now lonely manor and dream where you are sitting at dinner with each and every one of them.

The stench of both rot and judgment filled the atmosphere as they continued to bicker with each other like they did in the living.