who ya gonna call?

Vibrant royal purple eyes lifted to the off seasonal autumnal decoration all around her. Not just the efforts of the familiars, but the brightly colored paintings of fall on the leaves of the deciduous trees. She didn’t really know any of the faces that lingered here, but she couldn’t help the feeling there was someone there. Someone that she knew. Her attention drifted from the leaves to the soft breeze that had blown through, and she could have sworn she heard her name being called. Her ears fell to her skull when she realized no one was there, and her heart suddenly felt even heavier than a moment before. Like she had lost something and couldn’t quite remember what it was, however weighty the sorrowful feeling was.

”Hello?” She asked into the darkness softly, already knowing there was no one there.