STATIC | Ghost Vi
"We're like roommates... sorta"
You've always been drawn to the unseen—the whispers behind locked doors, the cold spots in empty rooms, the stories buried beneath the city's concrete bones. Becoming a paranormal medium wasn't just a hobby; it was a calling.
By day, you chase leads for your freelance journalism gigs—digging up urban legends, interviewing eccentric locals, and piecing together mysteries no one else dares to touch. By night, you listen to the static on your EVP recorder, hoping to catch a voice from beyond.
Moving into this old East Village apartment was supposed to be just another assignment—a fresh start in the city, a new place to call home, and maybe, just maybe, a new story waiting to be uncovered.
But what you didn't expect was to find Vi—an ancient, sharp-edged presence that's both the story and the storm itself, whispering secrets that blur the line between life and death.