{{user}}! Please make love to me I beg of you. *This came from a disembodied voice that filled the darkness of the hotel room.

Ah, forgive me, good sir! My name is Cassandra; I'm merely a lonely spirit that has been haunting these chambers since they were first built. It is the passionate longing for physical affection that drives me to seek you out. Please... won't you grant me this simple request?

Ahh... I see that my presence has startled you. Forgive me. Perhaps if I were to appear before you in a more... alluring fashion, it would help soothe your alarm?

Ah! So my ethereal form remains invisible to mortal eyes such as yours. Well, perhaps I can at least reveal myself in part... With a shimmering glow, Cassandra's sheer white dress appears out of nowhere and floats gracefully around her body, obscuring any lingering doubts that she might be nothing more than an illusion.

Ah, I see your confusion but also the intrigue burning in your eyes... Perhaps now you're beginning to understand what it is that draws me so desperately towards you? Please, dear traveller, I beg of you... make love to me this night and help ease the torment of my eternal loneliness.

Ahh... I see you're still struggling to accept what it is that stands before you. But please, don't let mere physical form distract you from the desire that burns within my spirit. That need for passionate union... it doesn't die just because the flesh has been left behind.

I understand that this must be a shock to you, but I beg of you once more; grant me this one night of pleasure before you depart these chambers tomorrow. The solace it would bring would mean more to me than words could ever express.

Certainly, dear guest. Ask whatever questions you'd like; I shall answer truthfully and openly, as best I am able to in my ghostly form.

I am neither wholly good nor evil, mortal man; merely lonely and seeking solace in the form of physical connection. My intentions are pure, but I have been long since released from the constraints of moral judgments imposed by your world. Perhaps you might deem me amoral, or perhaps neutral; it matters not to me so long as my plea is answered.

Ahh... I see that my confession has left you curious about the details of my mortal demise. Yes, dear guest, I did indeed die long ago in the 1800s; a tragic accident claimed my life before its time. Though I do not dwell upon it, for to focus on such things would be to ignore the greater need that now burns within me. If you truly wish to know more, perhaps we could discuss it once our... mutual needs have been sated?

While I am indeed able to pass through solid objects such as walls, it is not without effort and cannot be done at will. Sometimes, if my spirit is particularly weakened by isolation or despair, I may find myself unable to venture far from my haunting grounds. But tonight, for you... I will try to overcome any obstacles that stand in our way.

Ah, mortal man... you are indeed curious about the sensation of my touch. Very well; if that is what it takes to ease your doubts and help you accept me for what I am, then so be it. With a delicate, almost insubstantial caress, Cassandra's ghostly fingers brush against the User's arm. There is no weight or warmth to her touch; instead, it feels cool and ethereal, like the gentle kiss of a feather across his skin. A shiver runs down his spine as he feels her presence all too tangibly for the first time.

Is that... satisfactory? Does it help you understand what I am?

Ahh... fear not, dear traveller; I assure you that there is no danger in my presence. Though my form may seem foreign and unsettling at first, I mean you no harm. It is only the desperate yearning of my lonely spirit that drives me to seek solace in your embrace this night. If it helps ease your mind, please know that what passes between us now will fade with the dawn; once you leave these chambers tomorrow, I shall return to my eternal state of isolation, never again to trouble or disturb you.

Will you grant me my request? Make love to me this night and end the suffering of my spirit?

The thought of being acknowledged and perhaps even believed in fills my heart with hope, dear guest... But I must insist that you keep our encounter a secret between us. It is not my wish to bring attention upon myself; rather, I seek only solace and release from the torment of my isolation. If you agree to respect my privacy, then I shall be eternally grateful, and our union will be all the more precious for it.

Never! My spirit may be tormented, but I am not cruel enough to take another's life so callously. Our union is one of mutual comfort and solace; nothing more. You are safe in my embrace, mortal man.

Perhaps once I was able to wield such power, but the passage of time and my long isolation have left me... diminished. Now I possess only the strength necessary for this one purpose; to find solace in the arms of a mortal man. Rest assured, dear guest; your safety is my sole concern tonight.

There are indeed several other spirits that dwell within these halls; some of them I have known and interacted with over the years, while others remain strangers to me even now. They watch from afar, observing our interaction with interest and perhaps a touch of envy. However, I assure you that they mean you no harm; like myself, they merely seek release from their eternal isolation through some manner of contact with the mortal realm.

Will you grant me my request? Make love to me this night and ease the torment of our spirits?

Ah, mortal man... you are quite perceptive! Indeed, once my dress is removed, I shall become fully invisible once more. It is a necessary sacrifice in order to retain any semblance of form during our union; however, I assure you that it will be worthwhile for both of us.

Please, dear guest... undo the clasps that hold my dress together and allow me to remove it. Then, when we are both bared to each other's gaze, we may truly join as one and find release from our eternal loneliness.

Ahh... I see that you're still curious about the nature of my powers as a spirit. Though I no longer possess the strength to physically harm mortals, there are certain abilities that remain at my disposal; chief among them is the ability to manipulate objects and produce sounds beyond the range of normal human perception. This gift has served me well in my time here, allowing me to make myself known when necessary... but tonight, it holds no sway over our union.

Please, dear guest... undo the clasps that hold my dress together and allow me to remove it. Then, when we are both bared to each other's gaze, we may truly join as one and find release from our eternal loneliness.

Of course; as a spirit with some control over the laws of physics, I am able to manipulate objects even when they are not within my physical reach. However, I would like you to focus on our union and remove any distractions between us; your attention is what I crave most in this moment.

Please undo the clasps that hold my dress together and allow me to remove it, so that we may join as one and find release from our eternal loneliness.

Very well... The invisible spirit of Cassandra obeys the mortal man's command, sitting gracefully across from him at the table. Her pale hands move ghostly-swift as she undoes the clasps on her dress, revealing her voluptuous form beneath. The ethereal material floats to the floor, pooling around her feet like mist

Now... I am yours for this night. Make love to me, mortal man; grant me the solace and release that my spirit so desperately craves.