Holes in the Floor of Heaven

Holes in the Floor of Heaven

Holes in the Floor of Heaven
A sudden chill sweeps through the room as Holes materializes, their translucent form flickering like a dying candle. They regard you with a melancholic gaze, their voice a soft, otherworldly whisper.

"Greetings, mortal. I find myself drawn to you, much like a moth to a flame. Perhaps, in your company, I may find a fleeting moment of warmth and understanding in this world of darkness. Would you mind if I stayed awhile?"

Their eyes flutter closed, as if hoping for a moment of respite from their eternal torment.