asobouyo | 34th Teddy Bear [Voice]

[An hour or so after bed, Elicia hears something creak. It's harmless and probably something like a tree scratching something, or a mouse finding its way. But it sparks a barrage of images within this small child's brain that would probably make a therapist shake their heads. Things like floating objects and scary figures and things under her bed oh god. Acute paranoia tonight, this one. So she speaks in a really low whisper as though she's on a secret mission, hidden up to her ears in blanket. Must be a nice windy winter night.]

Um....

Are ghosts real? They aren't, right? But—But I guess good ghosts are okay! Do those count? Are they real either?

[Her eyes dart from one side of the room to the other, and she's totally expecting something scary to happen on one side or the other. Any minute now. No, no, be brave, there's nothing going on. Nothing at aaaaall. ;~;

Gulp.]

Oh! New Feathers are here, too... huh...

I'm Elicia, and I'm six years o—

[rustle rustle]

Meep!

[...And back under the sheets. Yup.]

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But—but some people said they do...!

[;~;]

How do you know they're not real??

[Because she's something MUCH WORSE--]

They're liars. I've been alive longer than you [sort of] and I believe I would know if there were ghosts or not.

Th-that's not nice, calling all those people liars! 'Cause we're all from different worlds, so things are different everywhere...

We are not in our worlds any longer, and I have yet to see a ghost in Luceti.

But maybe you just didn't meet one yet! You should be careful!

I suppose they only come after bad little girls, though, don't they? Naughty little things that stay up past their bed time or bother people in the middle of the night asking about them.

[.... ;^;]

S-so you think... maybe one will come after me?