"Welp, nothing like that has happened here and no one else has mentioned anything like that happening in their own worlds." He was pretty sure whatever was going down in this guy's world wasn't happening in anyone else's.
"Nope. I'm alive. Most of us are alive. I think only two people are ghosts." He couldn't be too sure about that number. So many people have come and gone the past few months it was getting hard to keep track of who and what was still around.
"It sounds like a plot in a comic book," he pointed out. "But it also sounds pretty fucking scary. Hopefully it doesn't show up here." He paused for a moment before speaking again. "You're pretty much safe here. Or as safe as one can be with a hotel full of ghosts." He glanced down and noticed the key still in the guy's hand. "Have you been to your room yet? You might have a roommate or you might be one of the lucky ones without one."