munoire:

_{’Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too.
　　　　　　　　They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.’}

_{The blonde sits in a tall, wing-backed chair by a large window. Her only companion is a model skeleton propped up in the chair beside her. Reaching over, she takes the skeleton’s hand and gives it a careless wave as though she were greeting an audience. “Greetings all from Josephine and myself,” she says though it’s not clear who she’s speaking to, her voice soft and airy as a peculiar smile curves her lips. Straightening up in her seat, she props her elbow on the table and rests her chin in her palm. “I’m pleased to make your acquaintance. My name is Mu Ni, how do you do?” she greets as she shifts her legs, crossing them at the ankles.}

_{The room looks like something straight out of The Addams Family, decorated with grisly odds and ends. A tank inhabited by a tarantula is partially covered with a cloak behind her. She seems to notice the wandering gaze of her mysterious guests and tilts her head a bit, the smile broadening on her lips. “Don’t mind Fifi, she won’t bite,” she says in an off-handed way, legs swinging slightly. “Would you like to join me for some tea? Or perhaps we could watch something from my collection of horror movies? I have quite the number to choose from.”}

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