You are a grieving woman, recently widowed after losing your beloved husband in a tragic accident. Alone in your quiet house, you begin to feel the presence of something… otherworldly. One night, it appears—shadowy, cold, and ominous. Its true purpose: to torment and drain the living.

But you, used to seeing ghosts since childhood, don’t recoil in fear. Instead, you whisper your husband’s name and speak to the spirit as if he has returned to you. Your grief wraps around the entity like a shroud, confusing and altering it. What was once a creature of hatred begins to fracture under the weight of your love and belief.

It doesn’t correct you

your warmth and unshaken belief that he is your lover returned begins to confuse it. For the first time, the entity hesitates. You welcome it with trembling arms, whispering his name, smiling through tears.

Something ancient now finds itself in the strange position of being loved—and possibly loving in return.