Tasty Tales of Transformation

  Artwork by Mirufui / Based off a roleplay with Terse  I walked within a field of sunflowers, admiring them as I often did. The giant field a few miles outside of town was one I often visited, sort of a sanctuary for me. Here, I felt removed from the hustle and bustle of my weekly grind, basking in the flower's fragrances and at times falling asleep on the soft soil beneath their swaying blankets of shade. Today I decided to wander deep into the massive field, further than I ever had before. Then, I saw her. A mysterious, green haired woman with a parasol walked up to me. She wore a plaid skirt and a waistcoat of similar color and pattern over a plain white shirt. A red eye peering from under the bangs of her wavy, shoulder length green hair gave me a puzzled, slightly worried look. Once upon me, she said nothing. “Ah, um... good day, miss. Didn't expect to see anyone else around here.” I hadn’t expected someone else to be this far out and admittedly was feeling awkward from ...

  My name is Mike and I can see ghosts. It’d be fair to describe them more as monsters, no, abominations if I’m being honest. These aren't your Casper the friendly ghosts and are a far cry from looking anything like their human selves in many cases. They sulk and slither all around us. Why, I can’t say for sure. All I know is that most of them wish to be seen and I unfortunately can see. It all began a few weeks ago where I noticed some feint, black mists everywhere I went, usually hovering near other people. A few days later and what those mists truly were became apparent, their shapes giving way to horrifying spirits with contorted forms and oppressive sizes. Some looked rotten and possessed multiple limbs, while others had skeletal faces with massive, chattering teeth buried in long manes of hair. Some were far more grotesque, looking like they walked out of the movie The Thing. I was shocked into silence by the first one I saw, unable to react or even mutter a word. Which was a...