I wonder if they even realize the mall closed for good.

I wonder what happens when all the rooms are “full.”

What a psycho. Good riddance.

Whenever you sense he’s around, try not to react. Just say stuff like, “Ah, I see you’re still up to your old BS. That’s cute.” Maybe he’ll finally get bored and screw off. It’s gross that he’s still pestering you even after death.

I would definitely not talk to the man in the black suit. He might not even tell you the truth.

I only get whispered calls about my car’s extended warranty.

Surviving isn’t always a gift when you’re so haunted after.

The sea hides some true monsters. Luckily, your daughter is there to restore order.

Is there no light at all? Can you see the sunrise or sunset and follow the direction of it?

They’re so judgmental of the earbuds, but the music is saving them. Do they even deserve it? Silence really is terrifying.