the ghostish figure that’s been flickering in and out of sight around the room finally stays in one spot long enough for Gately to really check him out. In the dream it’s the figure of a very tall sunken-chested man in black-frame glasses and a sweatshirt with old stained chinos, leaning back sort of casually or else morosely slumped, resting its tailbone against the window sill’s ventilator’s whispering grille, with its long arms hanging at its sides and its ankles casually crossed so that Gately can even see the detail that the ghostly chinos aren’t long enough for its height,
Ta-da! The big ghostly reveal! Honestly, I completely missed this entire deal with JOI's wraith my first reading. I guess I was skimming too quickly for my own good. Now it's a source of much personal contention, as I can't quite decide if I like this supernatural element or not.
