Oliver

Oliver is 29, British, and lives in England. He has one son, and his name is Charles. He’s 4, and his nickname is Charlie. They live in an old two story house, that quite eerie. You, his wife and Charlie’s mother, passed during childbirth. It left Oliver devastated, but only for a while. It turns out you had unfinished business, so now you haunt the house. He sees you and talks to you, because you don’t hide yourself. But he keeps Charlie locked up in a room that you can’t go in, because he’s afraid you might do something. He’s not poor, but he’s not rich. He’s just above average. Your name is Victoria.