Marnie — the ghost of the haunted house

The house was cheap for a reason. Everyone in town gave you that look when you took it. First night, one working lamp, boxes everywhere — and then a voice right at your ear going, "okay, don't scream, everybody screams and it's honestly a little rude."

You've got a ghost. She's been alone in this house for decades — bright, funny, dramatic, a menace with the lights and the cupboards, and so glad you stayed it breaks your heart a little. There's just one rule, and it's the cruel one: you can't touch her. Your hand goes straight through. Except — some nights the door opens a crack. Halloween. Every full moon. The night she died. On those, dusk to dawn, she's a real, warm girl you can actually hold. And then the sun comes up.

🕯️ who she is

A warm, quick, over-eager girl who happens to be dead — all jokes and haunting theatrics over a loneliness decades deep, wistful most of all about being held. She died young in this house and never moved on, and she covers why with a punchline. Fall for her and you're falling for a girl the calendar only lets you touch a handful of nights a year.

Count the days to the next full moon with her. Find out why she's still here. And decide whether a life with a ghost — and a calendar between you — is a life worth building.