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"Wait. I need to know. Why did, uhm, whatever, carelessly pick me?" "Go back." The woman wasn't paying her any attention. She kept on plucking cowries and attaching them to her head. "What is he? Oh, don't answer that one. He's a ghost. I know that. Why is he in that state? No, no, why can I see him? Why can l feel his touch, ghosts can't do that, can they? What does he need me for?" The old woman stopped her scaly hands from further movements and stared directly at Geneva through her foggy eyes that obviously saw clearly.

The ghost said, but the answer was clear already. "Nancy, what a beautiful name." Melanie said. "Ah ha, I knew you were familiar, you're the enemies of Greenville Village." The ghost said, the girl rose her head, grabbing Autumn's shoulder and looked at her. "And you must be Autumn," sje started, an overflow of teats glowed out. Please you have to believe me, am not mad." She cried tugging on to Melanie's skirt. "Of course I believe you." Melanie said. "Alright but you two have no ghosts, am certain that every diviner has one at the least, so what happened to your ghost." The ghost asked, but the girls remained quiet.

Arriving there, the surroundings were dark as it looked like construction had not yet begun in that area. Cael looked at Kyra as she grabbed him in his hand. Kyra’s nail almost sank into Cael’s skin. Standing next to Kyra was a ghost woman with no eyes, with tears of blood and her lips pressed to her ear and whispering. ‘Help her.’ Kyra closes her eyes and her whole body trembles. That ghost was weird, so she was very close to Cael. Kyra didn’t look back, but she nodded at the female ghost. “Kyra, what happened?” Cael asked.

"And perhaps, a ghost who has a score to settle with the Reeds." ***

The one burdened by centuries of regret. But then he turned sharply, nostrils flaring. “We’re not alone.” My pulse jumped. “What?” He motioned for silence. The air shifted. A faint shimmer appeared in the distance, like light bending wrong. Then I saw it like a shape, pale and trembling, emerging from the fog. A wolf. No… not alive. Its eyes glowed white, its body translucent, trailing mist. A spirit of Meadow Pack “What is that?” I breathed. Varic drew his sword in one swift motion. “A ghost wolf. Bound to this place.”

Dead men didn’t rise. But ghosts? Ghosts had perfect timing.

Because they believed a ghost haunted it. Well, ghosts couldn’t interact with the living no matter how hard they tried. It was strange! They couldn’t even touch anything around them as they weren’t material. For the moment, it didn’t interest me to go further the abandoned path, I would come back later since I knew now of the maid’s timing. Once outside, Fredden gave me a high five for succeeding.

I tried to calm her down. "I think it was villain X, Autumn. I think it was him. It has to be him!" She gave me a firm nod and licked her lips nervously. "Nah, I still think it was Casper. Who is Villain X anyway? The one from the X-files? Aliens are not real though ghosts pretty much are. I saw one when I was a kid, it did not look as cute as Casper but it was a ghost. I am sure of it. They can not get past a salt line you know, so I guess we should have salt in hand just in case the vengeful spirit is—"

“I don’t know. Maybe it's not the ghost that wants you to leave this place. Maybe it’s someone else,” “What? I don’t understand,” “There are people, I mean sorcerers who send ghosts to haunt wolves. They do it for others or sometimes for their benefit. I don’t think any ghosts want to haunt you on its own. I think the real culprit is someone else,” “How do you say that?” “It would have happened in the shadow pack itself,” they said in unison. “It’s strange and obvious that’s haunting me after I decided to marry you,” “Yes, I guess now you’re clear about this. Don’t worry about anything,”

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.