Karen walked through Lavender town, Jigglypuff floating gently above her head, just a little to one side. A lot of trainers traveled with their pokemon outside their pokeballs, giving them a bit more freedom, or some other reason. She did it for lots of reasons. At the moment, having some sort of companion by her side just made her feel a little bit safer. Tombstones with worn out engravings, a haunted tower, and scarcely occupied streets. The place felt like quite the ghost town, indeed. 

Whilst walking, she stepped past a man, head deep inside a bible. A shiver went down her spine. Probably some kind of intuition? She stopped. Shaking off the idea, she recalled why she was in the town in the first place. 

"Pardon me, sir" she said, "but would you know the best place in town to catch a ghost pokemon?" He didn't seem to be from around here, so it was quite a longshot, but worth trying anyways.