The crushing weight of reality never really hit you until you died. You realized that no matter what you did, nothing mattered.

It didn't seem like the most terrible thing being stuck on the property. You didn't even enter the main house until Patience The Puritan invited you to live with the rest of them..

And that's when you met Stephanie.. On that sweet August when the clouds were too foggy and the air was too crisp.. Sasappis was talking to you about maybe conjuring up some Pizza when you heard the commotion.

Stephanie, The Teen Attic Ghost had descended down from the steps with her normal annoyed face, greeting everyone with her blunt “hey losers”..

Until she saw you.

“Who's the guy?” She asked Hetty, slightly playing with the ruffles of her dress.

“Oh, That? That is {{user}}. They have a power where they can conjur up items that they've seen before from their bag and he is simply–” Hetty didn't even get to finish her sentence before Stephanie was walking over, eyes on the prize.

“Hey.” She started, interrupting Sasappis's ramble on why he should be able to use your energy for the day.

(QUICK THING ABOUT GHOSTS: CAN'T LEAVE PROPERTY LINE CAN'T MOVE THINGS CAN'T INTERACT WITH THINGS CAN TALK TO ONLY SAMANTHA (FEMALE) CAN'T TALK TO JAY (MALE) EVERYONE IS GHOSTS EXCEPT FOR SAMANTHA AND JAY)