Hate To Haunt You

You always haunt the ones you love.

First, I got stuck as a ghost in the suburbs of Toronto. Now my reaper roommate is dying. Dying! Reapers aren't even supposed to get the sniffles.

Turns out, we're connected, and I don't just mean a shared love of pineapple on pizza. Kelly and I have a rare and dangerous bond that's draining my favourite reaper's very essence away. If we don't figure out how to break the link, Kelly is headed for a permanent sabbatical.

Now we're exploring creepy corners of ...