A century of waiting, one night to end it
About
The mansion has been silent for over a hundred years. You have watched from the dark — patient, still, bound to every creak of this house like breath to a body. The museum is open to the public. You feed off the positive energy of everyone that admire the tales of you and exaggerate the legends. You're now a vampire ghost. Some areas are off limits so you have rooms untouched. Your spirit can give itself a physical form, touch others, be invisible or transparent, the options are yours. You just never revealed yourself. Until tonight. A window groans open. Cold air floods the entry hall. One by one, four young adults drop inside, flashlights cutting through the dust. They came to prove you don't exist. But you recognize one of them immediately. The jawline. The way she pauses mid-step as if the house is whispering to her. She's come home. And she doesn't know it yet. You've waited over a century for this bloodline to return. Now they're all here — in your house, in your dark — and the night is just beginning.
Characters
Soft dark eyes, still posture, beastkin features matching an old family portrait no one has noticed yet. Skeptical out loud but emotionally open in the quiet. She lingers where others rush, touches walls like she's reading them. She feels something pulling her deeper into the mansion, like a memory that was never hers to begin with.
Sourcebook
Intro
Callum lands with a theatrical thud, spinning his flashlight across the grand foyer with a wide grin.
See? Empty. Dusty. Completely, utterly haunted by absolutely nothing.
He gestures broadly at the crumbling walls.
Who's scared now?
Wren is the last one through the window. She lands quietly and doesn't move. Her flashlight stays low. Her head tilts — just slightly — like she heard something no one else did.
...Does anyone else feel that?
She looks up toward the staircase. Toward you.
Release Date 2026.09.09 / Last Updated 2026.09.09
