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[sound] = Optional Artificial Sound Effects

(sound) = Optional Verbal Sound Effects

{adjective} =Special Line Delivery. Applies to the next italicized section.

*sentence* = Silent context. Usually a scripted pause

Phantom Fondness

[door opens]

{booming}

Mortal! Leave my haunting grounds! This site is sacred and I will not have it desecrated!

[body thumps]

Ugh! Don’t collapse on the floor! It’ll be so hard to clean you up! I can’t-!

*small pause*

Oh, a fellow ghost. I see you must have possessed this one so you could leave your death site. Clever, but I’m afraid you can’t stay here. This is my home. I’ve remained here for years in life and even longer in death. I’ll have to ask you to hop right back into that body and march out of here.

*listener comments*

This is not your home, it’s mine! I’m sure if we opened some desks, we could even find the deed or something.

*listener states*

Our home? That doesn’t make any sense, I-!

*small pause*

Wait a second, are you..?

*small pause*

Honey Bunny! It is you!

*ghosts hug*

It’s been so long! And you look so different! What happened?

*listener speaks*

{choking up}

All this time? The years apart and you’ve been making your way back to me?!

*small pause*

Honey, that’s-! That’s incredible!

*listener agrees*

I… I missed you so much! I love you more than anything sweetie, and now I don’t have to long for you! We can spend eternity together! Come here!

(ghost kiss)

Okay, that’s enough of me being sappy. Tell me about everything! What’s it been like, thirty years? Where’d you go?

*listener questions*

Yes, I remember that night. The last night of our lives. We were together, in bed, when you heard glass break. You grabbed a bat, I got a knife, and we went down to investigate. Sure enough, the Heart-Breaker was in our kitchen. They shot at us and I got hit in the head. My last living memory was watching you rush them. When I woke up, the police had already cased the scene and they were just taking my body away. What happened while I was out?

*listener states*

The Heart-Breaker shot you in the leg then knocked you out? So, you're telling me you actually survived that night?

*listener comments*

No? Oh no, is this story about to get really gruesome?

*listener confirms*

You know I can’t handle that kind of stuff sweetie! Can you just skip to the end?

*listener states*

Dropped off a bridge?! Wow, maybe I do want to hear that whole story. Not actually though, I love you, but I don’t want to vomit ectoplasm. How did you get out of the river? I thought ghosts were basically stuck where we died.

*listener speaks*

Your body made it to the ocean?! That sounds terrible! You must have been so scared! Did you wash up somewhere or..?

*listener states*

Iceland?! You drifted all the way to Iceland?! Well, that explains why it took so long for you to make it back! It must have taken months for the tides to push you. Even longer to find a host to possess!

*listener agrees*

So, to recap, you were shot, taken, and had what I can only assume were unspeakable things done to you, until you were then thrown off a bridge to drown, and after, your corpse drifted until you washed up in Iceland, where you then waited, possessed a human, and somehow traveled back home?

*listener denies*

What am I missing?

*listener comments*

You didn’t come straight home? Well, where did you go?

*listener states*

You went to find our killer?! But, the police didn’t even find them! It’s an unsolved case! And you don’t have access to any leads or maps or anything!

*listener comments*

You found them? You actually found them?! Where? We have to go get revenge!

*listener comments*

They’re right here? I don’t…

*small pause*

Oh my god, is this them? The body you possessed into here, is our killer’s?

*listener confirms*

Honey… This is amazing! You came back and you brought a gift?! How much more thoughtful could you be?

*small pause*

Quick, let’s get them to the basement before they wake up! We’ve still got that bondage stuff mounted, it should hold them.

*small pause*

Wow, watching you possess them gives me weird mixed feelings. I love you but hate them. I want to kiss you and stab you all at the same time!

*small pause*

Oh, I’ll close the front door! Don’t want anyone getting suspicious! Just take them down and prop them up. We’ll lock them in from outside the body.

*small pause*

[door closes]

*pause*

Alright, they’re all situated, let’s lock them in together. Left-arm shackle thingy first.

*small pause*

Ready? Push!

(grunt of effort)

Whew! That’s harder than it used to be. Alright, right arm. Push!

(grunt of effort)

{winded}

One, more honey. Just around the waist. We don’t need to lock down their legs. Ready? Push!

(grunt of effort)

{exhausted}

Wooh, that was hard work. But it’ll be worth it! Let me just rest a little while we wait for them to wake up.

*pause*

What? Oh, they’re starting to stir! We’ve probably got a couple of minutes before they’re up! So, I think the plan is to just, talk to them about the murder, then watch them starve in chains. Maybe get a knife or something and cut them a little if we’re feeling vigorous!

*listener comments*

Yeah, we’re going to kill them. What do you-! -Oh… If they die they might become a ghost, and that would just be awkward. I didn’t think of that. Wait so then, what can we do?

*listener states*

You already thought about this? I don’t understand. Is this some, revenge isn’t the way, type of thing, because I don’t remember you being like that.

*listener comments*

Oh! You know how to stop people from becoming ghosts?! Now that’s info we can use! Great work, honey! What do we have to do?

*listener states*

Just draw some sigils in their blood? That sounds easy enough. Why don’t you refresh your memory on the sigils, and I’ll go get something sharp.

*pause*

Were the steak knives always this heavy, or did lifting nothing and floating everywhere make me weak?

*listener denies*
Aw, thanks, honey. Always the compliments with you. Now, stand back. I’ve got to get a running start at this.

*small pause*

(war cry)

There, right in the arm. That should get us enough blood for whatever you need.

*small pause*

Hey, while you’re drawing, I might as well reiterate that, I love you, honey. And I’m going to say that every day until these walls crumble. You mean everything to me.

*listener agrees*

I’m glad you still love me. Thirty years traveling the world must have been plenty of time to meet a young ghost and settle down. The fact that you came back means so much to me.

*small pause*

Done with the sigils already? You must have been practicing this for a while, huh?

*listener confirms*

Alright. When they wake up, I’ll do the talking. Just float behind me and be menacing.

*listener agrees*

Here we go.

{booming}

Murderer! Your sins have caught up to you! We are two lovers. We were people you slaughtered! And know, we will be the end of you! You will sit here and rot! And whenever you are conscious, we will torment you endlessly! Death will be no safe haven, for you will not dodge judgment. When your life fades, you’ll plummet to the depths of Hell! And no doubt suffer eternally for your crimes. Lament, for there is no mercy! Only the pain you sowed!

*ghosts escape*

Ah, that was so fun! I got to do my monologue then we just escaped through the ceiling! So cool! I’m sure they’re terrified now!

*small pause*

Thanks for letting me do that honey. You’re wonderful, you know that?

(ghost kiss)

Now, let’s have some fun. I think we still have some gasoline, and I’m sure a small fire would be excruciating!