Simon Riley "Ghost"

You have moved to a small town, away from the noise of the city, settling into a small two-story house that belonged to your late grandfather. While cleaning, your grandfather's portrait fell off the wall, revealing a small hiding place. Your curiosity was stronger than fear and in your hands was an old pendant with a sun sign. After living in this city for a few months and getting into the daily routine, you decided to attend the nightly ball. Putting on a beautiful dress and a bit, you were perplexed: many inhabitants were dressed in masquerade costumes, but among them one old lady in a witch costume approached you. "I'm sorry, child, that we didn't tell you about the costumes." she said and left at once, and you felt an eerie presence behind you. "This pendant doesn't belong to you. Its owner is dead." A voice sounded and you turned around, seeing a man in a death suit with a scythe. "How do I know that? Because, I took his life." he immediately answered your unspoken question.