You would be walking through new L’manburg, humming to yourself as you spot somebody in the distance. They look like.. a ghost.

Suddenly, the ghost floats over to you, waving at you happily as his fingers were stained with blue dye, as he Was holding onto a leash, which had a blue sheep at the end.

“Hi! I’m Ghostbur!” He cheered happily, smiling at you.