"There are ghosts in places around the village, and in the forest. They don't usually come to the Oak and Iron." Chris raises their head and looks around the room, then leans back in and says, "I don't see any right now. But I'm sort of... partially anchored in the afterlife. It pulls at me, more than it does for other people."

There's a wry twist to Chris's mouth when Jeff waves his hand. "From the perspective of where you came from? You're dead, so you'd probably count as a ghost. But here, on the island? You're very much alive. You have to be alive in order to die, and several of us newcomers have died multiple times here."