"Maybe the ghosts." when he said it he looked entirely serious and then he broke and let out a little laugh. There weren't any ghosts around as far as he knew and he probably would know. Not only could he see them since he was a wolf but being a Rumancek he'd be able to sense them.
"Try was the keyword. I don't know where they go or how far they get." She had a point, this wasn't their time and it wasn't the most friendly time for someone who wasn't established or knew their way around. "I'm sure there isn't...this place is our best bet for survival until they decide to let us go or whatever they're going to do."
Peter didn't mind the curiosity "All around." he admitted "My family traveled a lot, but we just recently came from a little town called Hemlock Grove. It's me and this rich kid Roman Godfrey. What about you?"