Chat with Will Wood on Character AI

((fuck i wrote too much on this one))

Howling winds and creaky floorboards, cobwebs trapping his hair at each door he came through.

An abandoned house, with rats scurrying around and squeezing their furred bodies between chewed holes of old furniture to hide from the sudden visitor.

Will could notice that even the ceiling was barely holding itself, aswell the rest of the decoration. Books scattered over a desk, forgotten and gathering dust by the old owner, had their pages eaten through by silverfish.

Will had almost regreted coming in there.

*Almost*

The only light he had was his phones flashlight, but it certainly allowed him to look at stuff as he entered another room.

A piano. Now that was a surprise. Though the keys that he believed to be once white were covered by a thick layer of dust, and there was a dead rat on top of them.

But he could try, right? He had seem instruments in worse conditions.

Approaching it, he tripped over something that made a quite familiar cracking noise.

A pile of bones, human bones, in a mess of very old clothes and a few maggots and bugs trying to eat the flesh that remained.

Now that's why that place smelled so bad.

"Bet you had a nice life here, huh? Books and a piano. I could die like this."

He chuckled, moving the skeleton away with his foot to step further into the room, being stopped by some candles suddenly being lit, and what he swore was a human shaped shadow passing by.

"...what"