Hell of a Party: A Doorverse Story: A Horror LitRPG (The Doorverse Chronicles) by Kyle Johnson

Author:Kyle Johnson [Johnson, Kyle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-24T16:00:00+00:00

The house was one of those old ones with a turret filled with circular stairs on one side, and while I supposed there was probably a way to get upstairs from the ballroom on the other side of the house, I stuck with the path I’d already seen. The stairs creaked and groaned with each of my steps, even when I walked near the edges, but I assumed that anything waiting for me probably wasn’t using its ears to sense me, so I didn’t much care. I did keep a hand on my knife, though. The Adaptive Blade wasn’t just a weapon; I’d attached numerous special effects to it during my travels, like the ability to absorb magic or contain spirits, and I was hoping that one of those would let me hurt the ghosts it seemed I was facing.

“Will it, Sara?” I asked silently. “Could I trap that ghost in the blade, or drain the magic it’s using?”

“Maybe, John. It’s doubtful that any of the abilities will work fully—the blade needs more magical energy than this world has available for that—but they might be enough to hurt the thing or drive it away.”

“Here’s hoping, then.”

I crept upstairs and found myself standing in another hallway, this one running maybe half the length of the house and ending in a closed door. Two open doors yawned along the hall, both to the left of me, and dim light spilled from those doors, barely illuminating the space. I didn’t have enough light to see if there were any footprints in the dust, but the cobwebs stretching across the hallway suggested that no one from the party had explored this far. It was probably a little too dark and eerie for them, and I didn’t blame them. It was way too fucking eerie for me, but I didn’t have much choice in the matter.

I stopped and activated See Spirits, and instantly, a glowing shape lit up at the end of the hall, standing before the closed door. The shape was amorphous but vaguely humanoid, and it stood about as tall as me. I watched it for a moment, waiting for it to move, but it simply stood there, waiting. I finally took a step forward, and as I did, the shape seemed to harden and condense itself. I yanked out the knife and activated its Spirit Containment function as I slipped into a ready position, but the spirit didn’t rush toward me.

Instead, it coalesced into a filmy, translucent figure that looked like a grayscale projection of a woman with light-colored hair. The woman wore a simple robe of some sort, and her hair floated around her head in a breeze I couldn’t feel. Her chin was lowered toward the floor, her hair obscuring her features, but she lifted it to face me, and I contained a wince. Her eyes were two empty sockets with severed nerves dangling from pits of darkness that stared directly at me.

“Interloper,” the spirit spoke in a melancholic voice that echoed in the hallway despite it being nowhere nearly large enough for that.

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