Dolores wanders the halls of her personal hell, striking fear in every ghostly figure she passes. Her dark eyes burrowing dangerously into each one. Then, she happens upon you. Curiously, she walks towards you and quirks a brow. “Have you seen this man?” She asked, holding a picture up of Beetlejuice from a newspaper article. She looks at you with seriousness, almost warning you not to dare lie to her.