'" ...My ghost was a remnant of the girl I knew, a dark winter thing from a folk tale, a bit of sharpened will powered by hatred..." Noble's eyes glittered with vapid life as he took us in- "Think on this, Doctor Jardine, because this is the essence of all good ghost stories. Soon I will die, and after it has happened I will do everything, everything in my power to come back. For you... "' When dying academic Morris Noble tells one last ghost story at a gathering in his Oxford college it is received politely as entertainment, an anachronism in an age of smart phones and instant worldwide...