You know, for a place that was supposed to be where ghosts live, there was a significant lack of them. The caves they trekked through, the many fungi they crossed, Lydia had seen what, all of 2 ghosts, if even that? It was ridiculous! On one hoof, she had half a mind to complain if they made it back alive after all this. On the other, she might actually die here, and then she'd be a ghost too, but at least she'd figure out where they all lived right? She hadn't been paying attention to her surroundings, however, and she walked face-first into a rather large stalagmite and she cringed. Okay, time to get back to looking around...