Ghosting
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After dying, Vladimir had been forced to stay in this world and haunt his home. He had protected it from any stranger trying to move in, until now. A man named Aleksander arrives, and it starts driving the ghost crazy. Madness ensures.
Cw: blood, gore, suicide, death (major character), graphic descriptions of violence, homoerotism (non violent)
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