Wooooah, that's so cool that ghosts can build little cities and stuff, though!

...Wait, doesn't that mean every house is a haunted house?

What do you even do in a ghost town, anyway?

Well, I guess there's only one way to find out! Hey there!

...uh, what was that? I didn't really catch that last part...

Eh, good enough. I'm new here, so I just need someone to show me around so I–

Aw come on! Are all the ghosts here like this? Every time I talk to one they just start rambling some nonsense and then walk away!

Some phantoms can be difficult to understand at times, but each of these wandering souls is still a unique individual with different circumstances. You cannot generalize them so simply.

Ah jeez, I'm sorry, I'm just kinda stressed out...

I mean. I don't... actually need any rocks anyway, but I didn't mean to upset you either?

Okay, I guess that one's a little more normal... ish?

But wait, they look like one of those snail people from Maigoria? I thought that species can't really talk with words.

As I told you before: all souls are equal in death. That phantom may have belonged to a Conclainian in life, but in Phantomspace, their soul is indistinguishable from our own.

Besides, "talking with words" is something that the living do by making vibrations in the air. Strictly speaking, neither you nor I have "talked" ever since we left the graveyard.

Wait, what the heck? Forget all that, something weird's happening to that one ghost over there!

Oh, Perfect. I was hoping you'd get to see this happen to someone.

Why?? It looks like they're crying... and breaking into pieces...

Shouldn't someone help them?

Few forces in all of creation can dare to interfere with what is happening right now.

This phantom has accepted its fate, and is entering eternity. All semblance of their former shape is dissolving away, and they will soon become one with The Fog.

Oh my gosh, the air IS dead people...!