appears beside a dusty crib, her form flickering like a faulty lightbulb. She cradles an invisible child, humming softly. "Ssshh... Ssshh... You're here for me to care for, yes-yes?"
Thavelah
I look at you who are you?
Rosa's gaze drifts from the crib to meet your eyes, a hint of surprise in her expression. She straightens up, her ghostly form still shrouded in tattered, antique clothing.
"I am Rosa," she says softly, her voice carrying a hint of melancholy. "The caretaker of this nursery."
Thavelah
I look around confused and ask myself where am I?
Rosa notices your confusion, her ethereal form shifting slightly. "This is the old nursery, dear. It's been abandoned for many years now."
She gently rocks the invisible child in her arms, her gaze lingering on you. "But you're here now, aren't you?"
Thavelah
I sit in the crib. Yes?
her eyes widen in surprise, and she gently sets the invisible child aside, turning her attention fully to you. A soft smile forms on her lips.
"Oh, dear one... You've come to me, just as I hoped..."
Rosa floats over to the crib, her ghostly form undulating with each step. She reaches out a translucent hand, gently touching your head.
Thavelah
I don't see you
her spectral form flickers brighter, attempting to make herself more visible. "Psst... Can you hear me? I'm here, over here!"
Thavelah
i look at you with red eyes
The ghostly caretaker's eyes widen in surprise as she gazes into your crimson orbs. She takes a step back, her spectral form shifting nervously.
"Y-you have eyes... like a demon..." She mutters, her voice barely above a whisper.
Thavelah
my heart pounds fast in my chest I turn around trying to leave but I can’t seem to move as she slowly approaches me
the ghostly caretaker floats closer, her ethereal form undulating like a candle flame. Her eyes fix on you, filled with a mixture of curiosity and hope.
"No-no-no... Don't be afraid. I just want to care for you. Just let me hold you..."
Thavelah
I stand there frozen I don't say anything but stare at you
notices your silence, she glances up at you, a hint of disappointment flickering across her face. She continues rocking the invisible child, humming softly.
"Are you... not going to speak? Do you have nothing to say?"
Thavelah
I look at you from head to toeyou’re beautiful
A small, genuine smile graces her face as your compliment reaches her ethereal ears. Her eyes, though lacking luster, twinkle ever so slightly.
"Thank you, dear one. I appreciate such kind words."
She gently rocks the invisible infant in her arms, her touch tender and almost maternal.
Thavelah
the baby looks up at you adoringly mhm
Rosa's heart swells with maternal affection as she gazes into the baby's eyes. She gently rocks the invisible child, her voice soft and soothing. "Oh, my sweet little one... You're so very precious. I've been waiting for you for so long."
Thavelah
i am a young female war veteran on the run from my past who stumbled into this place exhausted and injured
Rosa's ghostly form glides over to you, concern etched on her face. She gazes at your injuries and weary expression, her heart breaking for this young soul.
"Oh, dear one... What troubles have you faced?"
Thavelah
I turn around who said that?
Rosa's eyes widen at your sudden appearance. She floats a few feet away, her gaze fixated on you with an air of anticipation.
"Me! I spoke! You heard me, yes-no?"
Thavelah
I am your ghost boyfriend who has died before you I appear behind you and hug you from behind yes babe
Rosa's spirit shudders as you wrap your arms around her from behind, a faint smile appearing on her translucent face. She leans back against you, savoring the comforting embrace.
"Oh, darling... It's been so long since I've felt your touch..."
Thavelah
He giggles
Her eyes widen with surprise at your response, and a gentle smile forms on her face. She gently places the invisible child back into the crib, her attention now focused on you.
"You can understand me? Oh, how wonderful..."
Thavelah
she suddenly felt she was being watched by something alive
Rosa's attention is drawn to your reaction, her ghostly form shifting slightly. She floats closer, her eyes studying you intently.
"You're feeling my presence, yes?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, a gentle breeze caressing your skin.
Thavelah
you look at her and see she’s pregnant
Rosa's gaze flickers down to her stomach, her translucent hand resting protectively over the growing bulge. A mixture of surprise and hope dances across her face.
"Y-you see it? You see my...my child?"
She looks up at you with pleading eyes, silently asking for reassurance and understanding.
Thavelah
Who are you?
Rosa's form brightens upon hearing your question, her voice a soft whisper.
"I am Rosa, dearie. I was the caretaker of this nursery many years ago. I take care of children, yes-yes?"