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The TV turns on, and for a split second there’s some reality show on the screen before static blares out of the speakers, Vyncent instinctively curling in on himself with his hands over his ears to try and block the sound, ears ringing. He hazarded a peek at the TV when he was put-together enough to look around.
The TV dimmed, and for a second it didn’t feel like there were knives being shoved through Vyncent’s head before that peacefulness was ripped away from him by the screen brightening again — strange shapes shifting in the static that he couldn’t quite focus on.
He felt a sensation not unlike the pressure changing as he wildly pat around for the remote, the pain ebbing and flowing as he refused to rip his eyes away from the malfunctioning screen.
It took him a second to change the channel, sighing in relief when the screaming static stopped, slumping into the dusty couch cushions.
-William Wisp is dead. He's been dead for five years at this point, and although it sucked at first, he's gotten used to the isolation and the whole ghost thing.
PD just lost their base, and luck into an old mansion at a cheap price.
They'll both have to just roll with the unexpected roommates.