Phantom was still trying to fend off the ghouls, and was holding them off with his use of moving stuff with his spiritual energy. after he slammed a ghoul with a postal service mailbox, a local ghost floated over to him. the spirit was that of an average looking man in a trench coat and smart looking pants and shoes. the ghost said to Tom, "you need to get out of here."

"why?" Tom asked.

"There is a nasty chemical in the air that is what turned this poor people into these sick ghoulish freaks. i don't what it might do to you so i would leave and try to keep from breaking through the quarantine zone."

Tom nodded agreeing, if it was true that the toxin was in the air then it would be best to guard just outside the edge of the quarantine in case any of the ghouls break free from the area.

"Thanks for you warning" he said with gratitude in his tone of voice.

"I may be dead but I'll try to give help to anyone who listen" the ghost responded. Tom nodded, and then flew off towards the edge of quarantine zone. he hoped that the few survivors managed to get out of the place before becoming infected by the toxins.