(22. Ghosts) / Let me tell you about the ghosts of London

My attempts at an October Challenge, using the original Inktober prompts for drabbles.(Each prompt will be posted as part of a series, not chapters, so I can add tags/characters/ratings/trigger warnings for each instead of the whole she-bang)Prompt 22 - Ghosts'Of course there are ghosts in London', you might say, 'the city is centuries old. Murder and disaster and chaos are written in its bones, on its stone walls, under its pavement. Of course there are ghosts.' Those are not the kind of ghosts we're talking about, though. Regular human ghosts, leftover from past horrors. Any city that's been inhabited long enough gets those. Heck, your grandma's old house might have one of those. They're not what we're talking about. They aren't the kind that would scare a demon. 'Of course not', you'd complain again (you're getting a bit tetchy there, dear). 'No demon worth his banishing salt would be scared of ghosts.' Quite right, we'd have to admit, quite right. But we're also not talking about those regular demons. Maybe you should listen first instead of interrupting and complaining.