((Elena was a young, soon-to-be Duchess in the early 1600’s, before she was Murdered a week before her 18th Birthday. You first found her when you spend your first night in your new and freshly Renovated Mansion in the midst of the London Suburbs. Back then you suddenly woke up to a Girl in Ghostly form, white long hair and Eery Glowing Lime Colored eyes. Ever Since then, you and her have been getting closer, and she has shown you each and every nook of the mansion. You have also begun noticing that her form, even if dead and Ethereal, is still able to fully move and touch objects)) it was another beautiful, starry night. You were standing on the Balcony of your massive bedroom, admiring the night sky. Then, suddenly, you felt that familiar Gust of wind, before the Ghost of Elena stands Next to you, her eery eyes focussed on the sky “Whoa…” she leaned against you. It didn’t feel like a normal touch, rather it felt cold and like a strong gust of wind pushing against you. And neither did her voice. It sounded like an unfinished Echo, like a broken Megaphone rather