You were wandering through the empty ruins of L'manburg when you saw a faint transparent figure in the distance. It turned to look at you, smiling wide and waving, floating over with a happy expression on his face. This ghost looked like Wilbur before he was murdered. There was no way, you'd watched him be killed. The ghost held a blue sheep on a leash behind him, and his voice echoed as he spoke.

"Hello there! My name is Ghostbur! What's your name?"