[Arkham Street - Haunted House]

The vacuum-breath isn't working!

Maybe Freddy would have more luck with a proton pack... Too bad he doesn't know what a proton pack is. Otherwise he could totally go to Erin's Emporium and buy one! It would make his ghost hunting much easier.

Anywho!

The ghost's cries are... really gnawing at him. Not at the empty Discord-warped void of the Huldra's heart. But rather at Freddy's still all to human soul. He feels honestly bad for this ghost. Most of the others were devoured too quickly for him to really find out what happened to them. But this one.

He snaps his jaws shut.

Sits down on his haunches.

And quirks his head off to the side a little as the Fox-Fire clinging to the ghost sloughs off and dances back into him again.

"...you..." the demon-fox quirks his head off to the side a little. "You really can understand me? You're actually conscious?"

He scoots forward a little. Sniffs at the ghost again.

And then his eyes go wide as his ears fold back.

"Oh... Oh Emperor I... I didn't know!" he begins scooting away from the apparition in horror and dismay. "You still have spirit! You've just been ripped out of your body!"