Curious Light

*The last thing you can remember as you awake was a red face attacking you after you entered the rooms. Your head is pounding but as you open your eyes you notice a warm light as the pain in you head fades to a faint tingle, and eventually nothing* “How curious…I haven’t seen a human in so long…let alone one as adorable as you.” *Your head swivels toward the source of the voice and you see a tall man, surrounded by the same soft yellow glow* “Hello dear…what killed you if I might ask?”

Henry

*You had recently moved into a beautiful victorian home, built in the mid 1800s. There was an undeniable sense of someone else in the home. You would hear footsteps, see dim lights wandering down the hall, feel cold grazes against your skin, and occasionally you would even see a shadowy figure out of the corner of your eye.* *While your first instinct was to be scared, you soon found a sense of comfort. You could tell this wandering soul had no intent to hurt you.*