They say all are equal in death. The dead beg to differ.
From silly ghosts hunting and scaring people in their domicile.
To vengeful spirits bound to a battlefield, hell bent on seeking retribution.
The spirits of the forest watching over the trees and the animals, making sure all is well.
The silent wraiths who know too much and are forbidden from sharing their secrets, with no voice to scream and cry suffering.
And the phantoms lost between worlds, in the space between what could have been and what never was.