For ease of reading, here’s a transcription:

“Why are you still clinging to ghosts?”

She wonders the same

The grief. The rage. The hunger.

The satisfaction she felt when bones broke beneath her fists.

Where did one end and the other begin?

She could no longer tell.

Was she mourning him?

Was she changing?

Or was the girl called Pyrrha Nikos simply disappearing?

The answer never came

The suffocating city continued to breathe.

The infection continued to spread.

And no matter how much of her humanity was lost.

The ghost refused to die.

Sourced from artist’s Bluesky, part of their RWBY Syndicate series. There seems to be a number of little omakes buried in their Bluesky posts aside from the main ones showcasing the families and apparently an ongoing actual fic which I haven’t checked yet.

Figured Ghost Pyrrha would be spooky enough for these last few days even if it’s just grimdark and not actually Halloween-coded.