My name is Scarlet Rose Voltaire
I'm no longer here in this world of the living, i was killed by the murderers of the asylum...I was beaten and brutally cut to peices slowly..i won't get into much detail but it was a living hell to be brought to this place..i was sick...not insane...i had bad dreams and they said i would be out in no time.. what a lie they told me...
Now i'm here, wandering the halls of the rundown area...shall i warn you of the other ghost...or shall i make you feel the wrath of pain that was led onto me...shall i let you burn with me in this hell and make you know how i feel....maybe....just maybe you'll see me and beg for your life....or i might help you escape...
insane: when i was living no....i would say i'm not the same anymore...depends if i'll be merciful that moment...
I died at the young age of 17
i am a ghost
Powers: blood binging: controling blood to my will as well as the ability to disappear through the walls ...i can also play mind tricks..just make you see things that aren't there...
weapon: a long chain of silver..and a doctors needle..curtesy of the doctors here who left it in my heart when i died as well as some knives...
