On a dare, a group of us entered a haunted mansion to explore. Over the course of the night, we were all separated as the mansion claimed us as the latest victims. I found myself in the crypt, below the chapel, spooked at every sound and shadow. My fur bristled as a coffin squeaked open, a dark cloud billowing out. I turned slowly as it floated over, unable to cry out in fear as it enveloped me. Oddly, there was no pain as it melted my clothes, fur, skin and muscles away, leaving my skeleton intact. My old life as Marcus the raccoon was over, a new malevolent life force animating me as the Skeleton haunting the crypt.

Patreonsketch done by  Ageaus in August 2016. The theme was the Haunted Mansion in preparation for Halloween