What We Possess

You have been here for some time. This school, this cemetery, this fairground, this theatre. You've been trapped, unable to leave, no matter how you've tried. For beyond the walls here there is a hum, a whispering madness that you are not yet ready to join.

You know that you're dead. You know how it happened, but not the who, not the why. You may not even know yourself any longer. But you're not alone. The living have gathered here. There's something you have to know, a mystery you have to uncover. But what is it...

You know that with the help of the living, you can find your answers. Whether they're willing, or whether you must enter their bodies and make them help you. And find these answers you must, before your energy finally runs out and leaves you to the whispers. Gather your energy, gather your vessels, for this...

...this is What We Possess.