You found me now and you heard my call

Luke could spin a tale or two, but he was not a born storyteller, and as she proposed her next question, he found himself humming and hawing. "A ghost, hmm... a demon... ah..." he thought intensively for a moment, but another tale did not come to him. "No, sorry," he said with a sheepish smile. "I guess I am still waiting to meet either of those."

Luke did not outright disbelieve in ghosts, although he did not necessarily think of them as transarent figures haunting the land. He felt that all creatures had a spirit, were connected in some way, and that there was more to life than anyone fathom. In a darker time he had experienced things that he could only explain as ghostly, as though a spirit of the departed had lingered.

"What about you, eh? Any mystical encounters?" he queried after a few moments of silence.