Quinn had only ever seen something similar once. When he and Cleo had followed the damned souls from the beach up to clifftops back home. While Cleo had seen a woman standing in the centre of a circle, Quinn had seen the world from the ghostly plane. He had seen the evil spirit that had possessed the woman and had been drawing the souls to her.
"No.. not in your teeth.." Quinn replied, eyes narrowing at her tone. He wondered now how much of her earlier soft words were genuine. "What are you?" he asked, even though he was leaning towards demon. The form was too twisted and, well, ugly to be a regular spirit. Even evil spirits still looked like people and damned souls were just more skeletal.