Elsewhere, yet nearby...
Fandral sat on a wall, staring at the nearby complex.
"Why are we here again?"
He looked towards a nearly transparent human-like figure on his left.
"Because I worked here while I was alive," the spectre said, its gaze seeming to pierce Fandral's very soul. "It's quite possible that if we venture into the depths of that monstrosity, we might find some clue that could help us to discover the circumstances of my death."
Fandral sighed. (I'm never gonna get used to this, am I?) he thought to himself.
"Well, we might as well head in there," the feline said, jumping down from the wall.
He glanced back at the ghost.
"Unless you're planning on staying here forever."