Name: Annabelle Muerte
Age: Unknown, around 30-40
Nationality: Englishwoman (with a soft accent)
Family members: Father and mother deceased, she doesn't have any siblings. She had a son with her ex-husband which now lives with him and his current wife.
Relationships and members
(Father)Mr. George 'Muerte' Lovihg: A strict husband and father, rarely with his family and always a man of perfection. He used to work with a theatrical team as their pianist and song writer, performing every night with them, he was known to everyone by now. After 20 years of working together the theater was shout down after the suicide of two performers while on stage and the murder of a prostitute that was found hanging from the ceiling of the stage, brutally torn apart. After that the members were separated and never heard of exept George, he continued writting music and performing only inside his house, to his wife and daughter. He kept his artistic name 'Muerte', a name that was chosen from his coworkers and audience, the reason behind this name was because of his appearance combined with his music and the way he performed on stage. After every concert the men and women claimed that they felt a cold breeze surrounding them while he was playing the piano with the haunting vocals of the female performer, his then almost black eyes, old pale face and skinny figure did the trick. Annabelle promised to him that she would keep his nickname and forget the 'Lovihg' as it is a surname that holds a burden of a cursed past. Though her father never lost faith for the reopening of the theater and kept writing songs for his singers, from day to night you could hear the piano playing upstairs as Annabelle and her mother downstairs, he seemed to be getting more sick and tired everyday. He rarely went outside the house, even his own room, all these years Annabelle learned how to play the piano although she was not interest, just because of her father and his persistence. After some years passed and he grew old ,people started claiming that he lost his mind, they called him a lunatic and a crazy old man while women and kids avoided him, not even those that needed it dared to beg for some coins. He used to wake up his family saying that someone was playing the piano when he was asleep, that ghosts were singing songs that he never wrote on paper but only thought, that Annabelle woke him up when she was sleeping. Days would pass and his condition was getting worse, he burned his piano and swallowed the papers that he wrote his songs. He said that he could see the reality of this world, shadows looking at him and dead people speaking. After some months of treatment he couldn't take it anymore, he pointed a gun in his head inside the now reopened theater.
|