If Lost Angels is Hell, than Ghost Town is Hell’s poorer neighbor. This is a place where no one wants to live, but it keeps growing every day. There is no law in Ghost Town. It falls under Grimme’s purview, as proclaimed in detail in his Edict, but the Guardian Angels never go there. Whether the Guardians are scared to enter Ghost Town or they just don’t care, it’s impossible to tell. When the Guardians leave town, whether to join Grimme’s crusade or on some other church business, they always stick to the Ghost Trail or the northern or southern road.

Honestly, there’s a lot in Ghost Town to be afraid of. Rumors of cannibalism run rampant, and with the way people starve in there, I can almost believe it. I actually saw a crowd of people chase a dog down the street once. When the people caught it, they ripped the poor beast apart and scuttled off, presumably to cook the pieces. I even saw one desperate soul chewing on the raw flesh as he dashed off, hoping to get his fill before he was robbed.

The fact is that Ghost Town’s a hard place, but that doesn’t mean it’s entirely unlivable—especially if you’re not particular about how you scratch out a living. Even so, there are always worse places. I’m just not always sure where they are.

It’s a hard place full of hard people. The locals have a saying about their home: “Ghost Town: where the weak are killed and eaten.” They usually follow that up with a flat laugh that tells you the statement isn’t quite as funny as they would like.