Jane Doe

There's just one lingering fear, oh my soul, is it here? Or is it rotting somewhere with my head?

The ghost of an unknown murder victim, found without a head. There is a fog leaking from her neck to drift above her. Sometimes this fog condenses into the shape of a shadowy feminine head as she tries to remember her identity. It rarely is the same appearance twice, repeat heads tend to be missing peoples as she wonders if perhaps that is who she once was,

A regular of the diner, she stays when it is moved, before wandering the new area, trying to find herself amongst the local missing.