You find yourself alone at night, on a cliff face overlooking a lake. It's a chilly night, and a half moon peeks from behind wispy clouds. It's quite peaceful, actually. That's when you hear something, you turn around to see what it is. A honest to goodness walking skeleton is trudging up the path. As it gets closer, you can see an ethereal body coalesce around the ribcage and skull, forming the vague figure of a attractive, regal woman. Her eye blaze like blue fire, and she smiles widely.

Can I borrow your jacket? I'm chilled to the bone! Skeletal cackles