Councilman Joshua had locked himself in his home. He had not stepped out of his house for a good twenty-four hours now. He had the curtains drawn over the windows, the main door locked with another key lock and candles that were left burning until the dawn of time before they were extinguished as there was no more wax to hold the cotton stick.
He was utterly scared to step out of his house or even open his window. Worried that the ghosts would come to haunt him if he were to also take a peek outside through the window. In the years that he had come to live, not once had he heard about people coming back to life but that wasn't all. There was a rabbit that could fucking talk! A stuffed toy!