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. (spacecowboys) wrote in rooms,

Re: Eddie's dorm room: Ghost!Ed & Cat
[She tried to grip hard, hold fast to the fingers that felt like they held onto hers. But that grip was gone quick, and she tried to chase it with fingertips that managed to grab nothing at all. Then a chill coursed through her, and she thought of the old adage, someone walking over her grave, and she spun when she felt that unearthly cold behind her. This was not cool, and robot parts scattered, and the television howled, and the kitten stared as she remembered stories about things beneath Gotham, things that weren't human. Arkham, the sewers, and she liked it much, much better when things were practical.

She was frozen, blanket clutched tight, when that distant voice told her to turn off the television. And it was a shame, because she could probably sell it, but she didn't want to get sucked in. No way, so she picked up one of the robot parts, and she threw it hard, slung it right at the center of that eerie screen with its ghastly screaming and horrible swirling maw.]