Thread: Nightmare Academy: Main School

Who June Morrell Species Human Ghost When Dusk Where Nightmare Academy Main Gates Company Mysterious Taxi Driver Taxis... she remembered these things, though she didn't strictly remember ever riding in one. It felt surprisingly human something that could only be positive as she wasn't entirely sure when she was permitted to stop hiding her condition - at the very least it probably wouldn't be good to fade from view when a human was up there in the driver's seat, or forget to open the door when they arrived. Doors... over the years it was starting to become so hard to remember that it was human to use them. It was always so much easier to just keep walking. If she even bothered to walk. Maybe that was why the taxi felt so human. Any transportation device, really. After so many years spent just aimlessly floating around, sitting down in a car and actually getting somewhere - a path that was actually more about the destination than the journey - seemed so pettily, selfishly mortal it made her laugh a surprisingly sweet, melodic sound that even got the driver to turn his head. Gettin' excited, Miss? We're close. Longest driveway in the world, ya, but can't be forever. the older man chuckled, though there was a hint of nervousness in his voice as a strange fog was starting to roll in. June might have noted that they were late... if she'd had even the slightest sense of time anymore. Instead she merely commented back with a bemused, Better keep your eyes on the road. Wouldn't want us to crash and die. But the joke was lost on the poor man. He wasn't wrong, though. Soon enough the massive building climbed into view, and the gate not long after that to a ghost's sense of time anyway. As they pulled up she could see that a crowd had not only gathered, but was starting to disperse. A small worry crept in to what passed for the little spirit's heart. Hopefully someone important would stick around or come back for her. She hadn't come here to aimlessly haunt the place - another odd change from what had become normal for her. Somehow she managed to remember to wait as the driver got out and opened the door for her, but thankfully the anxious man didn't stick around long, not comfortable with driving in heavy fog in an area as notorious as this. The pair had already gone over the oddity of her having no luggage, so there was really no love lost to see the man drive away. It was always so awkward explaining - or worse, trying to invent excuses - to fleshies why she didn't need physical clothes or care much about earthly possessions. Maybe this place would be different, though she doubted it. Platinum hair and simple white summer dress fluttered wispily in the evening breeze. Plenty of pale, silky skin was on display - even more than normal for how good a grasp upon her physical form she had after that car ride - including suspiciously bare feet. If the casual observer hadn't seen her come from the car, they might have even said she'd formed from the fog itself. She looked human, standing there in front of the gate too nervous to even cross the threshold, but it didn't take a supernatural sense to tell there was something... inhuman about her. Perhaps it was just how out of place she looked among such well-dressed, baggage-carrying fleshies. Almost like an orphan who had gotten lost in an airport.