"A dead world," Soldat explains, shifting to put in another nail a little further down. "Everyone there was dead. A spirit. The older spirits tended to get. Different-looking. Extra limbs, longer fingers, odd traits, masks. The Librarian looked like your typical ghost, dressed in lots of layers of sheets. The postmaster looked kind of like a giant crap. Flesh Horse wasn't. Really a horse, but they kind of had a similar shape. And a very long tongue. I had a friend who had an owl's head and talons."