The Ghost Trail is dark, with no torches or writing.  The stars shine over head, the glow of the moon seems to beam in lulls. The trail seems to go on east or west as far as the eye can see.
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I rest in the corner of the prison cell. New prisoners are taken in. In time, they join me in this pile. When I was alive I was brave and fought for my principles. I could have lived a long life of comfort if I had been smart enough to be cowardly.
Finally! Some entertainment. I used to be a King you know?  Till they cut off my head!  I swore I would haunt them until I had my vengeance, but they tripped and impaled themselves on a rake.  Darn loopholes!  Now I'm here for eternity with no one to haunt. No way! King David? I remember you! You put me in jail like ten times for fighting against your tax increases. Aww man - is that you?  Jesser the Escaper?  Man, wild times we had eh?  A millennia ago, but it feels just like yesterday. It's me, Jesser! No hard feelings, man. Hard to hold prejudices when you're dead. I used to think it was cool to be mad, but now that I'm dead I feel wiser. Look man - I'm sorry about those taxes man.  I really wanted those Royal Baths you know?  But hey - you know you're right, I lost my head over the whole thing remember?  Ah, good to laugh about these things . . . It's okay. From what I overhear from the new prisoners, taxes are down now. Man, it sure is dark in here. Wish I still had enough flesh to be able to hold and strike a match. Ah man - great idea - you would throw AWESOME shadows.  Imagine how many people we could scare? Aw, man, I'm not interested in scaring people. They all join me in the bone pile eventually. Is that why you're down here? To spook? Loopholes man . . . as part of my agreement with the devil I need to scare the living, and if I don't meet my quota I'm sent to endure excruciating torture for a month.  Bosses right? Wow, man, that's insane. I guess that's what you get for being a cruel leader. But, then again, I fought for my good principles and I'm not much better off. So why are you sticking around the undead-afterlife anyway?  Curse gone bad?  Deal with a devil?  Deal with THE devil?