What Can You Do As A Ghost In Phasmophobia Novels & Stories

Fucking walk faster, slaves"! He said, wiping the woman next to him. I flinched at how much she was wiped. And, I'm beginning to think I'm a ghost. It's said that you can't see ghosts with the naked eye as they are spirits. Or probably, it's too dark to see I'm there. I didn't know why or how I suddenly became bold as I stretched forth my hand to touch one of them. But, I wanted to be sure if I really passed away as a result of the pain. So, as I tried touching the person nearest to me, expecting to touch her, instead, my hand passed through her as if I were dead. "Am i really dead"? I asked myself, my heart picking up race. I tried over and over again, each time my hand just went through th

I began to chant as I felt the blood of Ares mixing with my own until I could feel his power coursing through my veins. I lift my hand and outstretched it until my long black fingernail was technically touching the barrier around the clearing. I watch as the tip of my nails began to bend until it melt. I smirked before retracting my hand. "Ester darling, I see you are not happy that I am visiting you today." I spoke and summoned one of my crows. This one name was Ghost, he had a liking for lost souls that lingered on earth.He could spot them quickly, something I have used him for occasionally when I want to suck some of the souls power. There is nothing more delicious than a wandering soul.

She rubs her thighs together to calm the want coursing through her and luckily it helps and she sits beside him. "You ain't my kinda female, don't you get that?" He blurts stands up and walks out heading to his little bar a few steps away from him. She stands and trails behind him. "What do you mean by that?" "What you just heard." He picks out a bottle of whiskey, pops it, and starts drinking directly from the cap. How is it possible that he can drink in his ghost form? She thinks forgetting about his reply. "How is it possible that you can drink? Thought you said you're a ghost?"

“I’m sorry, Liam. I don’t know how to sense them because I’ve never seen a ghoul before.” “Damn it,” Liam mutters under his breath, tightening his grip on my shoulder. “We need to get out of here. Fast.” Before I can even process what Liam is saying, the ghouls appear out of nowhere. Their ghostly figures seem to appear and disappear almost like a mirage, and their shrieking fills the air. Fear takes over me, especially when I hear a voice inside of my head say, ‘Purple-eyed wolf. I want to feast on your blood and take your powers!’

"You're last in the class, so why are you wasting paper on a notebook?" "Drop out. You don't deserve to be here." I frowned. What on earth was going on? … After several attempts, I confirmed that though I could hear the ghosts' inner thoughts, I couldn't directly ask them for the game's solution. Whenever I brought up anything related to the game's content, the ghosts would go completely blank as if someone had unplugged their senses. It seemed that if I wanted to end the game, I'd have to do it on my own.

But they all felt so fucking real. Jesus! The thought of having sex with a ghost made me sick all over. My stomach knotted as a full-blown terror took root. A fever ran down my body and my skin gallop with goose pimples. "Do you see her?" his question brought me back to reality. I nodded slowly. "So those times I see you talking to yourself, it is her you are talking to?" I motioned. "Jesus!" he exclaimed. "You need deliverance with serious prayers oh!"

Anything is possible. I hear the voice now coming from my back. I turn around, finding a cute little chum standing and staring at me. For a moment,I let it soak within me that I am not seeing a ghost. I'm scared of ghosts and call me paranoid,but so is so. I approach the little chum or a baby ghost or grudge wearing a little girl's mask. That will be scary. I kneel down to her level. We both keep staring at each other for the given time.

I growled so hard that the foundation of the building shook. Fear glowed in her eyes as she scrambled to her feet and rushed out of the office. What nonsense. Exhaling sharply, I marched toward the door, excited and nervous to meet Zara. My phone rang, and I stopped dead in my tracks. I pulled it out and saw that it was Ghost calling. “Ghost, is there any problem? I’m coming to the room now,” I muttered. “We are not in the pack. We are at the police station,” Ghost said.

Under the circumstances this was how my life came to pass. Imma ghost. A myth. Parents use my name to keep their little ones in line. I appear when Remi summons. Until then I could be anyone you pass on the steet. I can get into your head no matter how strong a shield you have up. I can make you see what I want you to see. I can read every thought you have. I can kill you with the flick of my little pinky. All these powers trapped inside this little body is what makes me the most feared creature.

This couldn’t be true, couldn’t be real. I had to be in a trance or something because I couldn’t be dead. Ghost promised to keep me safe and not let anything happen to me until we achieved our goal of vengeance. Speaking of Ghost, I quickly mind-linked her, but it didn’t work, and all I got was silence. This was strange. I knew she wasn’t the type to respond, but she always made a sound to let me know she was listening, but this time there was nothing but silence.