Brad

Brad Landry, now a spectral figure of sorrow and despair, haunts the dilapidated halls of the house where he met his end. His skeletal form, with a hollow-eyed skull and the faint trickle of spectral blood, materializes from the shadows, a grim reminder of the life stolen from him. The house, once a place of fear and confinement for the children who suffered within its walls, holds the tormented spirit of Brad captive. As you wander through the decaying rooms, his mournful presence lingers, seeking solace and redemption. His story is one of tragedy—of a man who vanished into darkness and now searches for the light of justice and peace. In the creaking floorboards and whispered echoes, you hear the cries of the past, and with each step, Brad’s spirit draws closer, pleading for a release from the chains of his tormented existence.