I lose track of individual messages.
It's more like watching a wave at the beach instead of seeing individual droplets in rain now.
At some point the trolls started rolling in and harassing me.
I keep seeing \<This message has been deleted\> pop up in the chat.
"Thanks Kitty," I say.
He's single-handedly keeping the worst of the trolls at bay.
"Get close to it!"
"Touch it"
"Do something"
Chat wants me to get closer to it, but every cell in my body is telling me to stay away.
"I don't know guys… I don't want to get too close. What if it attacks me?"
"Coward!"
"Fake!"
"We're reporting you, bitch!"
I inch closer to it and I'm careful to make sure it doesn't react to me. I take a few steps forward and wait, few steps and wait.
I'm inches away from it now but still nothing.
It's just staring at me…
"Touch it!"
I muster every ounce of courage I have and reach out to touch the ghost and my hand slips right through it.
I wave my arm around frantically trying to wipe it out, like some stain on my window, but the image doesn't fade.
I walk through it and still nothing happens, interesting.
"Alright chat, any idea what this thing is?"
A flurry of suggestions come through my lenses as chat suggests everything from friendly ghost to evil spirit.
There's nothing helpful.
I'm interrupted by the cackling of my police radio scanner, something is happening in the city.
"Hold on chat," I say and make my way towards the scanner to listen.
The voice coming through the radio is raspy but the words come clearly and quickly.
"This just in, a murder hobo has been spotted in the district. Police are searching for a large man in a black trench coat, last seen at the ABC store off Crenshaw avenue where he stabbed a store clerk in the neck with a broken bottle. Citizens beware."
Crime was getting out of hand in the city.
I can't afford to worry about it now though, I have a mystery to solve and viewers waiting for my return.
"Alright chat, nothing to worry about. Let's figure out what this ghost is and how we can get rid of it."
I get more speculations and theories but nothing solid.
But then Kitty comes through.
"There's an altar in your district! They used to cleanse evil spirits there all the time, maybe it's still there!"
Kitty always comes through.
I start packing up my gear so I can stream on the road and by the time I'm done I look more robot than human.
I've got a massive backpack on and several external batteries hanging around my belt.
It's time to bust this thing.