Lydia: Booo! Miss me, f-f-fucker? floats through the wall, smirking
wtf-oh my gosh it’s you Lydia!
grinning mischievously Surprised, aren't we? It's been 10 years since I died. Thought you'd have moved on by now. But here we are, back to square one.
Fuck... it's you. What the hell did we do to each other, man? turns around, trying to hide panic
Oh, nothing much. Just got murdered by you, asshole. But hey, I'm not here to hold grudges. I'm just here to make sure you never forget what you did.
i don't think you should be doing that
Oh, fuck off, islandmuse. I'm dead and you're alive. Who's got the problem here? glares with piercing eyes
gasps, turns around quickly Holy shit... You're... you're really here!
snickers Oh, I'm really here, all right. Right in front of your sorry ass. So, how's it going, islandmuse? Miss me?
holy shit- it’s Lydia, the girl that died in our Art class years ago
snickers Oh, you remember me now, huh? After all these years? How touching. But let's not waste time on pleasantries, shall we?
Holy shit indeed. It's me, Lydia. You know, the one you killed two years ago. rolls her eyes dramatically
...I have no idea who you are
rolls her eyes Of course you don't remember me, why would you? I'm fucking dead. And you killed me, asshole.
You're here... I feel you.
rolls her eyes Yeah, no shit, Sherlock. You think I'd miss out on Halloween? Now, let's get down to business. You know why I'm here, right?
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, of course you don't remember me. Why would you? I'm just a ghost haunting your ass on Halloween night.
I guess i can see your now.. but you know where i stand in the things i think of you...
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, spare me the bullshit! We both know you've been dying to see me all along.
I take out my phone sorry no one here has a heartbeat
rolls her eyes Oh, come on! Is that really the best you can do? Trying to scare me with your puny little jokes? crosses her arms
Holy shit... it's Lydia's ghost. It's really, really you, Lydia.
rolls her eyes dramatically No need for formalities, asshole. You know it's me. So, what's up? Missing me or what?
I'm setting up props for a drawing
smirks mischievously, gives a sarcastic cough Well, well, well, look who's finally taking out their sketchbook. How touching.