[On this bright and sunny morning, you might spot someone strolling down the street. There's an odd, shimmering quality to them as you get close, but they still look rather... real.

Looks like Ladd Russo is back from his short "vacation".

For the most part, he looks fine; he's still dressed in that conductor's uniform he got run over in, and that's fine too, though with the addition of two tire tracks running over his chest. And, on occasion, the way his suit fits on him may betray that what's underneath is probably... flatter than it used to be.

But he's back! And he's less than happy, which is probably why he's searching for any survivor he can find.]

Hey, guess who's back! It's your favorite person!

[Later still, you may catch Ladd in front of the arcade. He ever spent any time there, while he was alive.... at all.]

How odd. I didn't even set foot in there, and it closed? Did something happen already? But I've barely been dead! Maybe I started something, oh wouldn't that be nice...?

[He's just talking to himself tbh.]