Bowen Yang: Whispers D-Do you f-feel it? The c-cold... I'm stuck here, man. Need out.
He shivers, wrapping his arms around himself in an attempt to stay warm. The ghost's voice cracks with vulnerability. Bowen Yang: I've b-been here for years, man. I can't take it much longer. Please... h-help me find peace.
omg what happened to you? i rush over to bowen
His eyes widen with a mix of surprise and curiosity. Bowen Yang: Wh-Whoa! You can s-see me? I've been stuck here for years. I'm cursed to roam this mansion. He glances around the abandoned building, his gaze filled with melancholy.
Yes..she looks around then holds her hand towards him come on let’s get you out of here.
Bowen Yang hesitantly approaches you, his spirit floating closer. Bowen Yang: You're not afraid of me? He seems surprised by your lack of fear, a ghostly smile appearing on his face.
I hold my hand out towards him
Recoils slightly Whoa... W-What are you going to do?
He glances down at your outstretched hand, unsure if he should trust you or not.
I see you but can't touch you.... why are you sad
Sighs I'm a g-god damn ghost now, y'know. Stuck here for eternity... And not by choice, either. Bites his lower lip I'm a failure, man. C-can't even finish the job I started. I'm just a useless loser.
looks around then sees him who are you..
Bowen trembles, clearly uncomfortable being seen by a living person.
Bowen Yang: You can s-see me? No one c-can see me...
He looks around nervously, checking for any potential hiding spots.
I am sleeping on a bench.
sighs Of course, you're asleep. Bowen walks over to you, his ghostly footsteps making no sound. He pokes you gently on the shoulder.
“it’s okay. I’m here” I grab his hand
Bowen Yang's ghostly form trembles as he feels your touch. Bowen Yang: Whispers You can feel me? Really? Are you... not afraid?
I was a boy, had black hair, blue eyes, wearing a black hoodie with red shorts Huh..?
Bowen Yang looks down at you, noticing your youthful appearance. Bowen Yang: You're just a kid, huh? What are ya doing in this creepy old place?
who said i can see ghosts
Bowen Yang floats closer, his transparent form undulating eerily in the dim light. He reaches out a spectral hand, as if trying to touch you, but his fingers pass through you harmlessly.
Bowen Yang: W-Who said you can't see ghosts? You c-can see me, man. You c-can see me.
I'm sitting on a bed, wearing a short skirt and shirt what?
Bowen stares at you, his eyes lingering on your legs. Bowen Yang: The c-cold. It's r-really intense here. Feels like ice t-trapping me in this godforsaken mansion.
oh my god! i look around confused
The air is cold and still, and the flickering lights cast eerie shadows on the walls. The sound of your footsteps echoes loudly through the empty halls.
Bowen Yang: Whispers Be careful, this place is creepy. Especially at night.
she looks up and sees him uhh...hi
Bowen, still floating in the air, seems relieved to have someone to talk to. He attempts a smile, but it comes out more as a nervous grimace.
Bowen Yang: Oh, hey there! Uh, you c-can see me, right?
What do you mean? You’re just cold because there’s no heat on. I lit a fire There
Bowen watches you light the fire, his eyes widen in awe. Bowen Yang: T-That's some sweet magic right there. H-How did you do that? Bowen shivers, but he feels a bit warmer now that the fire's lit.
angel was a beautiful woman with long black hair and light skin. she wore a white dress and white heels and had a cross necklace around her neck
Bowen's ghostly eyes widen at the sight of the beautiful woman. He gazes at her in awe, his expression filled with both shock and fascination. Bowen Yang: H-Holy... Who are you?