Sora was lying back on his bed, staring up at the peeling ceiling. There wasn't much else to do in this place, especially since it'd been getting colder lately.

Then he heard something. Something moving outside. He scrambled onto his knees, peering out the window and his eyes widened. His heart stopped in his chest, the blood draining from his face. First ghosts and now...he didn't know what to call them.

The sane thing to do would be just to stay inside and wait it out. But where's the fun in that? He grabbed his keychains from the windowsill and bolted out the door, almost forgetting to slam it shut behind him.

He threw up his hood before he reached the exit, slowly opening the door and peering around.