Talk:Under a Rotting Sky/@comment-25148755-20150609162050/@comment-26030957-20150609165136

Thanks for reading, good buddy.

Let me explain, most ghost stories revolve around an act of violence so strong that the souls of those involved remain on the earth to replay their act. This is one of those stories. I don't like cliche pieces about ouija boards or teenage demon invocation. Ghost stories to me should be about human drama, namely, a broken heart and violence, something that binds a soul to the earth. Hamlet's father wasn't playing around with a book of spells and some black candles, he was murdered, and haunted that castle because an act of violence kept his soul from departing.

In defense of the supernatural coming from left field, the opening clearly reveals that this is going to be a ghost story. The third line is, "I haunt a world..." So, I don't know how you didn't see it coming. It actually ends with the same three lines it began with.

It's kind of a classic ghost story, only set in the world of hardcore punk-rock squatters, something I thought made it original and new.