Elara clutched the key. For the first time in years, she felt less like a ghost herself.
"Mr. Hendricks," the ghost said, her voice a whisper of sterile gauze and distant rain. "You're running a fever of 102. And you haven't updated your advanced directive." Nurse Ghost Fuck - System Creature - Nurse- Cre...
Then she was gone, leaving behind the faint scent of antiseptic and the sound of a heart monitor's steady, soothing beep. Elara clutched the key