Famine || Joining + O

[Ghost Gal]

There was something. A different sensation to the girl, one that made her skin crawl. Crossing over...she’d only heard is in ghost tales, whispered in Purgatory. She was… here. Among the living. Shivering, she forced her eyes open. She’d followed his path, it wasn’t to terribly hard if you actually thought about it and applied reason. So that’s what she did. Applied reason, and remembered his teachings. It had been hard, others had been chasing her after she started to ask around. Maybe more ghosts who wanted to cross over? She couldn’t fathom why, unless they too felt out of place and alone, and the only friend they had went across.
Her friend - she couldn’t remember his name, I..Ich..abod, maybe? She needed to find him. The bleakness of her surroundings and situation hit her at once.
She was far, far from the farm. And she didn’t know his name.
She shifted, her face seemed to be in something. She’d done something wrong crossing over. Wiggling, she pulled back with all her might. The thing around her head groaned, but held fast. She huffed, recognizing the smell with a jolt. Pumpkin. Her head - save for her ears, as she could feel them starting to freeze - was stuck in a pumpkin. Great. She laid there for a second.
She could see out of the pumpkin head through some convent eyeholes. A side-effect of her appearing in the pumpkin, perhaps? It didn’t matter, she had to sort out her priorities.
Getting her head out of the pumpkin seemed to be pretty pertaint, so she started with that.
She started to pull again, nothing but more creaking. She huffed, swisting and turning, but the pumpkin wouldn’t come off, it did, however break free from it’s stem with a mighty snap!
It was at that moment, the kit lost her balance and rolled down the hill, screaming all the while.
"Help! Please help! I-!Friend?! Anyone! I think i’m going to die again!”

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