I was one of the few who couldn't remember their deaths, nor who I was before I died. I had asked the dead scientists, the dead oracles. No one was going to tell me, saying it was better I found out on my own. All I know is I woke up here, in this land of nightmares, Halloween Town, wearing a tattered dress (yes I created that outfit set).
I sighed as I walked the grave yard, odd wasn't it. In a land of death there's a graveyard. I heard a distant barking, looking up I saw Zero the ghost of a dog. And in the distance I head a voice "Zero!" then a whistling "come here boy!". Zero simply floated over to me.
I crouched down the pet him, coming over the kill was none other than the pumpkin king himself, Jack Skellington. "Oh" he said as he saw me "I'm afraid we've never met" and that was true, I knew who he was, everyone does but we've never spoken to each other before.