[The tone, the patience, it's enough to get her to at least breathe. Breathe. God, she can breathe, that's amazing. When she talks, she breathes. A grin splits across her face.]

I'm alive. Cool. [She pauses at that, giving him an obvious glance over.] They weren't wrong. You do. But when you approach people who have spent the last few years in and out of death, it's a little uncomfortable. I've been in a lot of weird places. [Mostly like. Limbo. Purgatory.]

What do they mean by the world is haunted?