Karissa: “So.. enchantée! Think you might feel at home, i mean hope so.. anywho how bout you settle in and after that how would you like to stay the night, she looks at the teen's scar's “i might still have some bandages."
Karissa open’s with a big heart smile and takes her to the extra room: “here we are, we just moved in, how's the cut?
Hold on I'll maybe have something to help with that cuts, wait here.” She carases her shoulder on a cloud.. “ she leave getting the alcohol and bandages.
She raises her brow's carefully a warm atmosphere flows through her: “their own superhero story just blasting their lives a new family adventure begins!!"
An empty room oddly there's only an vintage style huge mirrors beside the her bedroom, “wha.. what's going on I'm locked in, there's goes that horrible creature and..
She gets closer facing the two mirrors! Touching trembling “can anyone hear me, rooms looks giving.. a haunting voice passes by: “You’re, a Ghoul…” the nightmarish voice repeating the same phrase over and over eerily!!
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Her reflection on the mirror slowly crack's as her and the ghoul inside of her, face eyes..
“You left me craving for that meal..!! We can't trust anyone, a rabbit falls through the exact hole it's been in! They'll be terrified of you all the same!!” the nightmarish voice winded.
“YOU'RE NOT REALLY WHAT I'M SEEING.. QUITE BOTHERING ME!!” it crack's even more..! it vanish without any of that curling voice irritated by curiosity, suddenly..
The room shift’s once more “you've could've picked another outcome..”
“It was an accident.."
" THAT YOU COULD'VE PREVENTED!!” Her Ghoul mocks her implying that she's soft, wuss!” the ghoul darids hoping she'll stick up for herself…
Lights were back lighting her new room lumming, she step's backwards…
!!
A soft hand hanging latching on her left shoulder, strutters her saying: “dinners ready…!”
The teenager reacts nearly pointing her ghoulish claws aiming at Karisa's face!! “I.. i.. I'm so dumb i.. I'm so.. so.. sorry, oh my gosh.. (keep it together, control.. control.. control..!!") her nerve can't stop twitching - her fingers can't fighting each other - her feet can't tapping..
Karissa even being faced immediately comfort's her “promise the three of us..” what If she doesn't fit in?