Help! I woke up this morning in an ethereal duplicate of my own bed, which was superimposed onto my real bed. Ever since I got up, the ethereal bed (and an entire ethereal copy of my house) has been following me. It lags behind sometimes, like when I first woke up, and I was able to confirm that it was in fact a complete ghostly replica of my home town that was chasing me, not just my house. I think the soul of my town may have died.
Does anyone have any experience with ghost towns? Can they be laid to rest, or are we doomed forever to keep posting on r/fifthworldproblems?
I live in a town literally called Ghost Town, though that’s not the official name.
They recently built a new amphitheater, and have had some awesome famous musicians come play, including Chapel Hart and Willie Nelson.