Two Simple Words  Deep in the Ghost Zone, within the confines of
a certain tower filled with clocks, gears, and pendulums, a lone
purple-hooded ghost floated silently. As time passed, his age
appeared to rapidly cycle between that of a child, a young
adult, and an old man. This hooded, age-changing ghost was
watching a sort of viewing screen. This particular window had
the ability to show what was, what is, and what may or may not
come to pass.  Currently, the screen showed another ghost. The
ghost on the screen had pale blue skin and white hair that
flickered like fire, and the irises of his eyes glowed a bloody
crimson. The look was completed with a caped black and white
suit, with a symbol on his chest consisting of a white D with a
P carved out of the center. At the moment, the screen showed
this ghost terrorizing a town called Amity Park.  "Yes, that's
right! Run, you weaklings! I can't believe I spent all my time
protecting you from other ghosts when I could have joined in the
fun! I didn't get any than