He Who Is Not To Be Named, the Unspeakable. Most, if not all, are better off not knowing. John can only hope to be better than his other half—a months-long refrain, now.

"So it's more than sound being a disruption..." Likely all linking together. But then, that doesn't really sound like ghosts, does it? There's a damp "thd" as one of those shadow-tentacle-tendrils hits the ground and curls again, coiling its way under the tattered hem of his robes. It has to have something to do with joining up alongside another living soul, then. "What ghost changes behaviour depending on whether or not you're alone?"