"Shame," Dan said, still smiling, "I'd really like that one."
"Oh, I know they would," he admitted, "Ghosts get more real near someone who shines, then they realize what's going on and actively come after that person. If I sat here for long enough, that guy in the corner would start noticing me." And then come over to see him and if the trend continued, try to choke the life out of him. Dan reached up and rubbed at his neck as he spoke, where not-so-phantom fingers had tried to do just that twenty years ago.