Yeah. And the food is alright.

But that was, actually, kind of cheering? Maybe he'll get depressed again if he meets the Grim Reaper and it turns out he's terrifying but after the initial spooks and that extremely rude one ghost earlier it was all really reassuringly mundane. He's still not sure what's up with the tree and the tarot cards and he feels like a better, more together version of him would look into those things as the obvious plot hooks around, but honestly, he's not in the mood. It's enough that if he dies he can just stick around and be a ghost.

This means he has time. Assuming he doesn't do anything as reckless as trying to go actively poke the seams in the world, the "twelve week" deadline is gone. He'll be fine. He's still kind of concerned about how everyone around him behaves around the topic and he feels like people might be "moving on" a bit too easily but, like, he will be fine. He can breathe easy.

Now, about that bog?

It's probably the eerily purple glowing haze over there amidst some dead trees.

This place is so weird. Do people not find it weird? It's just so weird. But sure, he'll go check it out.

It is indeed a bog. But it doesn't really smell or anything, it's just... aesthetically a bog. The water glows a pinkish-purple glow, and occasionally Peter can see skeletal fish just beneath the surface.

Bruh.

Okay well now that he knows that he has the Power Of Undressing he will undress to, uh—is there anyone around?

Nope!

He will get naked and go into the magic water.

The water definitely feels some kind of magic. There's something that feels almost like a... tug at his skin. Something that wants to reach into him and pull him out.

...out of what?

Himself, of course.

He supposes it was a stupid question.

Alright, sure, let's do it.

It feels strange, though honestly it would probably have been stranger if it hadn't felt strange. He can feel the water both touching his skin and going through him, and he can intrinsically feel that he has the ability to decide how much of each of those things is happening at a given time.

Huh.

Alright.

That tarot reader whose name Peter never caught was right, this isn't so bad.

Is he going to try out his fancy ghostly abilities?

Boy howdy is he!

...what are they?

He's not really getting any specific insight except for a vague feeling that he can sort of... pick? What kind of ghost he'll be?

The... what?

He's gonna need to figure that one out on his own! Maybe if he tries doing things out of this lake?

Yeah, alright, sure, out of the lake it is—

He's not feeling cold at all btw. In fact he is not really... feeling temperature, so much.

—huh! Okay, that's kinda cool. ...well, it is literally not cool, or hot, but, you know. He has never been much of a fan of temperature, or the way it changes.

He also doesn't have much in the sense of touch department.