The ghost of Old Hamlet looked their way before floating over to them. He looked kinda like Ophelia with pale skin and blind eyes. Disturbing yes, but hey at least they found him right? Dennis adjusted his glasses. "Er, Hamlet right? We've got your chick here if you two wanna...you know, see each other again and all that." Immediately upon finishing up, the ghost of Ophelia appeared before them and floated towards her long lost lover.

"Hamlet!" 

The ghosts embraced warmly...or rather, as much as it was possible for two spectral beings to hug. The sight was interesting to say the least, as their arms almost went right through one another. Putting his gun away, Dennis looked at Roseia. "This is nice and all, but how do we send them back to the afterlife and make sure they rest in peace? We can't exactly bury them."