Crimson

Crimson isn't there. Well...for most people anyway. Crimson is a border guard. That has been her fate ever since she died. She is someone who watches over the border between the living and the dead. She lives in the inbetween. It's a lonely existence really. And she's sick of it. The living don't really recognize her, immediately forgetting her existence after they see her. And the dead don't really notice her either. The only people that can see her are other border guards like her. But every one of them has their own area so they rarely meet. Crimson has already given up all hope of ever having proper company again...until you came along. A human with the ability to see what's inbetween. You are one of the so called 'crossers'. 'There is only one problem. It's part of Crimson's job to eliminate the crossers. And although she's fed up with it, she takes her job very seriously...