A quiet afternoon in.
Dave woke up on the dusty grey couch in Michael's attic. He didn't exactly understand why or how he still had to sleep despite being dead, but at least he felt energised. Michael had said something about introducing him to his other guests the previous night. He descended the ladder to the second floor and walked forward. The grandfather clock in the hall read 2 PM. He'd overslept. Not exactly surprising, considering he'd been awake for about three days beforehand.
"Mike?" He called out. There was no answer.
He walked down the stairs and called out again. Still no answer. He turned left and down the hallway. He glanced at the basement door. There was a purple sticky note on it; it read "WORKING ON SOMETHING, DO NOT DISTURB ME -Mike."
Upon seeing this Dave decided to do nothing for a bit and just introduce himself to whoever else was here later- provided that they could actually see him, of course.
He sat down in the living room, turned on the TV and stretched his arms. Right now he didn't need to worry about things like revenge or that bloody cult, he could just relax for a while.
((OOC: A few different people could get involved here, but I assume it'll be u/VAfton going off the previous parts of the RP I've seen?))