I walked into the same stall to find a new letter.

The letter was tapped at the corners with the red skull tape again.

It was the Lonely Ghost.

Dear Lost Ghost,

To save a broken soul...

Bring something new and old and let it unfold.

Once it unfolds your stories foretold. 

~A Lonely Ghost

What could it mean?

Would could it possibly mean.

"Bring something new and old?"

What the hell? 

I grab a paper and pen out and begin writing once again.

Dear Lonely Ghost,

What if the story that unfolds isn't our story to tell?

~ A Lost Ghost