This is a small grassy area located under a large oak tree.  There are two home made wooden crosses set up along with mounds where the bodies are buried.
Small graveyard, Outside Cottage
residents of the cottage
ghost
I am a ghost that haunts a castle. I do not recall how I came to exist. I make noises when I sense someone in my vicinity.
Yes . . .maybe?  I am not sure.  Maybe I was always here?  I have no memory of before . . .before what? I'll talk to you and see if I can help, but please don't come too close to me! Fine?  I really have no feelings one way or another.  Am I a true neutral? Let's see... can you remember yesterday? I was here . . . someone, something came?  And I made a sound as they came close.  Then they went away.  It was light for awhile, then it was dark.  There was one light in the sky when it was light, and billions of lights when it was dark.  How terribly perplexing. Good, good! So you have been here at least one day. We know that much. I'm thinking you might be the ghost of a body recently buried here. What do you know of this body?  Do you think my memory will ever return? Perhaps this caretaker knows something of the body. Maybe you could ask him after he replaces this cross. Well, I'm not all that curious, since he may not even be me.  Or am I a she?  Maybe my soul was stolen, and that is why I have no memory? Well, it's never too late to start again! You can be whomever you want. Who would you like to be? Can I be you?  You're the only person I know.  I could . . . take over your body.  You wouldn't mind would you?  I don't think it would hurt . . . you I mean. I really don't think this is a wise idea. I'm actually a very boring person.