"We seem to be getting ignored," Wu Ling said calmly, watching the crowd.
Lina and Jimny had already clashed, but their struggle wasn't a direct back-and-forth battle. It was taking place on another level.
I felt like I had no way to intervene.
Lina hadn't shown herself yet, and Jimny wasn't a ghost who could be caught easily. Both ghosts were exerting their influence over the ghosts in the city of Tisent.
Wu Ling glanced at me, signaling that we should leave for now.
Mrs. Winter sighed. "I wonder... how this will all end."
"Do you know the truth behind the plague?" Wu Ling asked.
Mrs. Winter shook her head, then nodded. "At first, I didn't. I only saw people gradually turning into those things." As she spoke, her gaze fell on the toy people. "Afterward, it seemed like the town was quarantined. I can't really explain the feeling... The residents all turned into those things, moving around as if they were alive. Then they all became ghosts, but, like me at first, they didn't know they were dead. Time got strange, too. It went back to the past... This happened several times, over and over. I could guess that Jimny had done something. There was something else besides him... Maybe it was a ghost, too. You're looking for that ghost, aren't you?"
Mrs. Winter had simply failed to move on after her death. She knew nothing about the supernatural world and could only infer the truth from the changes she'd observed over the years.
Wu Ling was honest about why we'd come. "We're looking for a ghost named Lina. We didn't expect another ghost here to have such powerful abilities. Have you heard of Morris Town? Lina's original base should have been there. Tisent Town swallowed up the site