Setting: The Greenhouse (Day 004)
Summary: Emo + Snowballs = CURE?
Warnings: none for now
How could he have let that happen? He was the most bad ass freakin' Overlord in the cosmos, dammit, how could some freaking ghost just come along and... and...!
It couldn't have happened! He was alive, wasn't he? He was still trapped in this damn place, wasn't he? As far as he was concerned, he wiped the floor with whatever the hell kind of ghost that was along with all those zombies. He didn't... He couldn't....
He didn't die. He refused to believe that he died.
Zetta wanted out of here. This stupid house with it's stupid ghosts and unbreakable walls and doors... He couldn't stand it.
He'd wandered into the greenhouse after spending most of his time in his room, since it was the closest thing to being outside that he could get. The cold and the snow didn't bother him, but the Overlord couldn't help but glare at the enchanted doors every so often. Seriously, whoever did that was a dick.