How can I go out like this among a lot of people with real solid bodies? It’s far worse than going out with nothing on would have been on Earth. Have everyone staring through me.’ ‘Oh, I see. But we were all a bit ghostly when we first arrived, you know. That’ll wear off. Just come out and try.’ ‘But they’ll see me.’ ‘What does it matter if they do?’ ‘I’d rather die.’ ‘But you’ve died already. There’s no good trying to go back to that.’ The Ghost made a sound something between a sob and a snarl. ‘I wish I’d never been born,’ it said. ‘What are we born for?’
