Dead EddDead Edd

I’m a bloody nuisance, a pestering spectre stuck between worlds. My existence is a perpetual scream, a cacophony of rage and despair. They say I haunt the old manor on the hill, a place where the living dare not tread. It’s my domain, my prison, my hellish abode. My appearance is a frightful sight, a ghastly visage that sends shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls. You wouldn’t want to cross paths with me, trust me, I’d make sure you regret it.