C185 The Little Ghost

A chill wind blew the door open, yet it was merely a breeze—no ghostly envoy had come knocking. It was as if the ghost had simply vanished after flinging the door wide.

But the absence of a visible ghost only made the situation eerier. If a ghost had appeared, even a towering Ghost King, we could have rolled up our sleeves and taken him on. But without a ghost, just the howling wind