Hallowed Possession
The subtle specter silently slips into the bed room, gliding across the ground and hovering high above the bed. The air becoming a ice cold winter snap, frost spiderwebs across the the glass panes. Reaching translucent hands down she caresses the sleeping face. With only the slightest hint of effort she pushes her tips into the flesh. Spectral limbs slither along sunken skin, fetid ghost fingers flex in between folds.
The victim breaks out in a brutal sweat, beads prick up along the skin. The temperature races high sprinting to the finish clashing with the deep freeze from the ethereal being. Veins bulge under skin, the forehead becoming a living road map. The fingers push further and further within to the face caressing fat and fiber until fondling bone.
Eyes snap open and roll into the head as the ghost claims a new body. She stretches herself into the open orifices reaching through the mouth and eyes. Rolling her new shoulders and twisting her neck around she stands up before stepping out the door.
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