Phantasmagorical Goo

What makes a ghost a ghost? What exactly are they made of? When that chilly hand settles on your shoulder and squeezes, what is it? A memory? A telekinetic process sent from the Other Side? The hunt for answers has been an ongoing one since, I’m guessing, that time a Neanderthal heard footsteps in hisContinue reading “Phantasmagorical Goo”