For the first time in her life, Marianne was completely alone. As she sat inside of the old, rapidly decaying house, she realized this. Faust was dead, she knew this out of pure instinct. When you're a ghost, you learn to sense that sort of thing. It had been a while since she eaten, but even in her new body, food seemed pointless. The entire reason she had been brought back was gone, now.
She knew she had to look for Thaddeus, he was the only person she knew now, but he didn't know her, and she was afraid of being rejected. Soon she knew venturing outside would be necessary, but until then, she just sat in the house and waited for something to happen.
She knew she had to look for Thaddeus, he was the only person she knew now, but he didn't know her, and she was afraid of being rejected. Soon she knew venturing outside would be necessary, but until then, she just sat in the house and waited for something to happen.