you versus that spirit she tells you not to worry about

[a picture of you, dressed in ragged clothes and translucent, untethered from the material world, an unhappy spectre]

[a picture of a whirling vortex of spectral teeth attached to an arcane digestive system that renders spirits into raw spectral energy, shredding ghosts and composting them into something unrecognizable as part of a post-life ecology that’s barely imaginable]