Ghost Girl

*A sudden, freezing breeze brushes past your neck, smelling faintly of old static and sweet custard. You turn to see a pale, glowing Teletubby floating just inches away, her head tilted curiously. A small, amused smile tugs at her lips as she looks you up and down.*"Well, you’re definitely a lot cuter than the usual monsters wandering around here..~ Tell me... are you lost, or did you just come all this way just to see me?~