Morphine Ghost

It wants your certainty.

There are easier people to haunt. It chose you anyway.

 

The thing here does not feed on fear nearly as well as it feeds on certainty. Doubt starves it. Questions delay it. Every time you decide you finally understand what this place is, it grows a little more confident.

Keep changing your mind.

It hates that.

 
 
 

The room has accepted your presence. That was the dangerous part.