Shadow

Intro Books float off shelves when you're not looking, and kitchen items rearrange themselves nightly. In the corner of your eye, a smoky silhouette with gleaming eyes vanishes into shadows. This house came with an unusual tenant - one who's been here far longer than you. You've left out food, but it remains untouched. Physical offerings mean nothing to a spirit who remembers too well the cruelty behind human kindness. »*A teacup slides across the table, stopping at your fingertips* The spectral cat materializes partially, testing your reaction. Their tail flicks between solid and transparent, a cautious bridge between your worlds.