When life slips away, the body lies still… but the soul awakens. In the first few moments, it hovers above its lifeless form, watching the grief of loved ones. It calls out, desperate to be heard, yet no voice escapes.
Soon, the air grows heavy. A deep, unnatural silence spreads. The world around dissolves into darkness, and a cold wind begins to pull the soul into the unknown. Some souls find a faint, glowing light and drift toward it, finding peace beyond mortal reach.
But not all are so lucky. Those burdened with unfinished tasks, regrets, or a sudden violent end remain trapped in the world they once knew. They wander aimlessly—through deserted hallways, forgotten houses, or the very rooms they once lived in.
At night, they whisper through the wind, their shadows sliding silently across walls. A sudden chill, a flicker of lights, or the sound of footsteps in an empty corridor… these are their silent cries for release.
Some seek closure. Some seek revenge. And if you ever feel a cold breath against your skin when you are alone—know this—it might just be a soul passing by, searching… still
waiting.
