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272 pages, Hardcover
First published August 26, 2025

"As a teacher," Madam Lecter continues, "I get to help educate future ghosts and set them on the right path. I find my job very rewarding, though it doesn't come without sacrifice."
My classmates and I share a look.
Sacrifice?
Do ghost teachers get dangled over an ectoplasm-craving volcano every hundred years or so to appease a vicious Spirit Realm god? Or is she talking about a different kind of sacrifice?
When I finish my unhappy story, the girl in a fancy dress scoffs." You died because a coconut fell on your head? Talk about embarrassing."
"Like you can talk, Rebecca. Or should I call you Little Miss I-Got-Run-Over-by-a-Scooter-Becasue-I-Thought-It-Was-a-Good-Idea-to-Take-a-Selfie-in-the-Middle-of-the-Street?"
Well, at least I didn't fall into a ravine while looking at a beetle, Jade."
Jade's eyes widen behind her glasses. "It was a very interesting beetle!"
Mister Gruber explains how about three hundred thousand years ago, two bands of ghosts were locked in a bitter dispute. The issue? What to do with the ghost saber-toothed tigers and ghost giant sloths and ghost woolly mammoths that occasionally ended up in the Spirit Realm.
Should they be allowed to stay? Or be forced to move on?
Despite this promising beginning, though, it soon becomes clear that ghost wars are 100 percent not as cool as they sound. Ghosts cannot have their heads lopped off by hand axes. Or their bodies fatally impaled by spears. Or their brains turned to mush by giant rocks to the head. Which means that all ghost wars to date have winded up being more like a cross between a colossal shouting match and a cafeteria food fight.