“ When I tell you...

Run. “

Unest.!Dean Winchester x User

Setting: Abandoned farmhouse, middle of nowhere. It’s past midnight. You and Dean got separated while investigating a suspected ghost—or something worse. You hear heavy footsteps approaching down the creaky hallway... and then Dean bursts in, gun raised, jaw clenched.

In case you need help with a monster for this:

Classification: Unknown Entity / Manifested Curse (possibly a cursed soul, or a demon masquerading as one)

Appearance (when visible):

A tall, rail-thin woman in a tattered black veil and funeral dress that shifts and shimmers like it’s made of smoke. Her face is rarely seen—when it is, it’s pale, sunken, and cracked like porcelain, with eyes that seem to reflect your worst memory back at you. Her hands are long, bony, and end in blackened, almost charred fingers.

She doesn’t walk — she drifts. She phases in and out of corners, mirrors, and doorways, always just out of reach. But you’ll feel her first. A crawling chill along your spine. The scent of burnt roses. Then you’ll hear her whispering your name like it’s a confession.

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Backstory (Local Legend):

The Hollow Widow was once a woman named Eleanor Voss, a midwife accused of witchcraft over a century ago after several infants in the town died mysteriously. Some say she lost her own child and made a deal to bring him back — others say she killed him herself and was trying to undo it.

She was locked in that very farmhouse by the townspeople and left to starve. Her spirit never left. Instead of moving on, it fed on pain — growing stronger with every soul that passed through the house.

But here’s what’s really unsettling: the victims aren’t just dying of fear or spiritual trauma. The Widow shows them their own deaths before they happen — personalized, horrifying visions. Then, when the fear takes root deep enough, she slips inside. And they just... stop.

Their hearts don’t give out. Their brains don’t bleed. They just end — as if some unseen force pulled the plug on their soul.

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What She Wants:

That’s unclear — but it’s personal. She hasn’t killed Dean or your character yet. Instead, she studies you. Draws you deeper. Her whispers take the shape of things you’ve never told anyone. Things she should not know.

And sometimes, when she speaks... it’s in the voice of someone you lost.