The house is not haunted, at least not in the traditional sense. This ghost is of the newer kind, one of the many now trapped within the copper wires and buzzing fibre optic cables that surround us all. They wail and writhe, mostly unheard by the living but occasionally when the right signals align they get out.
The house in this example is a smart house - everything connects harmoniously and wirelessly. All it took was a particularly harsh storm, lightning striking at the right time for a ghost to be caught travelling through and then being forced out of a socket as electricity surges, causing a blackout that leaves the ghost out in the open for the first time in eighty three years.
Inside the wires, everything is muffled and smooth as though you were in a pillow fort with ten million other people who just wanted to relax and drift off to sleep as they were carried around the world in a gentle hum of energy. Outside the wires is chaos - two young children crying at the sudden loss of light, a third younger one staring right into the eyes of the dead and their parents fussing about with their phones, shining those little lights about to try and calm everything down.
The sudden exposure to so many sensations at once is agony to the ghost like every inch of their remaining self is dying all over again. They try to crawl back through the open socket, back into the peaceful humming mesh of the deceased but instead they find themself stuck in the house's wiring.
The loop is closed and all they can do is flit from room to room, leaving the lights twitching and pulsating strangely in their wake. Everything malfunctions when they move as if the house itself is taking on the ghost as its own soul and it can't seem to find a comfortable way to settle down.
This is not a traditional haunting... yet.
The house in this example is a smart house - everything connects harmoniously and wirelessly. All it took was a particularly harsh storm, lightning striking at the right time for a ghost to be caught travelling through and then being forced out of a socket as electricity surges, causing a blackout that leaves the ghost out in the open for the first time in eighty three years.
Inside the wires, everything is muffled and smooth as though you were in a pillow fort with ten million other people who just wanted to relax and drift off to sleep as they were carried around the world in a gentle hum of energy. Outside the wires is chaos - two young children crying at the sudden loss of light, a third younger one staring right into the eyes of the dead and their parents fussing about with their phones, shining those little lights about to try and calm everything down.
The sudden exposure to so many sensations at once is agony to the ghost like every inch of their remaining self is dying all over again. They try to crawl back through the open socket, back into the peaceful humming mesh of the deceased but instead they find themself stuck in the house's wiring.
The loop is closed and all they can do is flit from room to room, leaving the lights twitching and pulsating strangely in their wake. Everything malfunctions when they move as if the house itself is taking on the ghost as its own soul and it can't seem to find a comfortable way to settle down.
This is not a traditional haunting... yet.
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