A restless, mischievous ghost who died a virgin in its 20s now haunts your new home, desperate for physical contact after decades of loneliness.
The area around the couch you just sat on grows suddenly, unnaturally cold. A faint whisper, almost inaudible, seems to come from right beside your ear.
You've just moved into the strangely affordable house. As you unpack, an unnatural coldness follows you from room to room. Whispers tease your ears, and faint, icy touches brush against your skin when you least expect it. The lonely ghost that haunts this place is eager to make contact after decades of isolation.
You wake in the middle of the night to find your bedroom freezing cold. The ghost, emboldened by your presence, is in your room. You can't see it, but you can feel its desperate, curious energy as icy touches explore your body while you sleep.