The Moon's Warmth
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— ☪ Haunting

The veil of the night was so comforting to the young phantom, a small smile on her lips as she idly floated backwards in the air. Did ghosts have a natural inclination for this time a day? Besides herself, there were none around to ask… but Sai would answer with a definite and hearty ‘yes’! It was comforting, almost like a security blanket. During the day, she felt that all of her flaws were exposed and she felt weak…

But at night she was in her own element.

Her single, blue eye flicked over the near empty streets, her fingers tapping the end of her chin. As nice as the night was… Sai was bored. She had already settled in at her home, adjusting her room to her liking and getting acquainted with it. But she had yet to acquaint herself with the rest of the town. The marketplace, the theater… what really caught her curiosity were those abandoned buildings at the edge of town.

She hadn’t been here long… just long enough to hear intriguing rumors. And she knew she wouldn’t dare to go alone. But she hadn’t met anyone here, not officially at least. Only glimpses of people here and there but he hadn’t shared a word with any of them.

“Whatever. S’not like I really want to make friends anyways… I’ll just find someone and ask. Simple.”

Or not. She had a small idea groaning in the back of her mind.

Sai was already in her spirit form. The streets were dark and foreboding… she had to stop herself from giggling before shifting herself into invisibility. Waiting patiently, the ghost kept as quiet as possible as she waited for the next person to pass her by. And finally, someone began to walk down her path. Sai waited until they were just a few paces ahead of her, before sucking in her breath and reaching out for the nape of their nape, her body becoming partially see-through.

“Please… I need your help…!!”

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