The ghost zone, a vast and desolate seeming place, a dimension linked to earth, yet not entirely bound to the rules and limits of our reality nor those ot time and space. This ectoplasm filled void was the home of various pocket realms as well as the home of many of the seemingly innumerable number of spirits who inhabited this place, coming and going as they see fit.

Occasionally though, others would come to this place for various reasons both good and evil...such as right now.

One was a figure who almost seemed to have stepped out of an old horror movie. He wore a white out a vampiric looking man wearing a white outfit with a red inside black gloves glowing red eyes, ghostly blue skin like a drowning victim, sharp features,