Hey! I'm Leul.

Ghosty was protecting me!

Come to think of it my life has steadily gotten better since he started haunting me.

I was able to fix my sleep and I'm way less depressed now.

He was my guardian angel!

That I was trying to exorcise….

I'm a jerk.

"I'm sorry ghosty!" I cry out.

"Thank you!!" Tears are coming to my eyes.

The murder hobo is desperately trying to free his hands but it's no use.

I take this chance to slip my arms through the backpack arms and escape to the floor.

The road ended up leading to an abandoned apartment complex.

They built dozens of them before they realized people don't want to pay thousands of dollars for rent just to spend all day on a computer.

The grass is overgrown and most of the windows are shattered.

It looks post-apocalyptic.

I hate it.

Ghosty (I had to come up with a name for him. And I gave him pronouns, it felt right.) was hovering closely in front of me, leading me to god-knows-where.

Chat is attentive, though my numbers have gone down a bit over the last few hours of searching.

I'm hopelessly lost and my back is on fire.

Straps dig into my shoulders and the tips of my fingers are going numb.

"This sucks, chat. Where is the altar?"

"It should be here!" Says Kitty.

"This is the 4th time I've seen that sign, and wasn't that building over there?"

I look to an old sign by the side of the empty road that read "OT L", the remaining letters peeled off long ago.

Ever since VR got good no one goes outside anymore.

No more mom and pop shops, or parks, or events, everything is online now and I hate it.