The ghost's rage seems to... freeze; the voice, now clearly female, almost caressing his ear.<em>You don't frighten me. He was much stronger than you ever could be, and he didn't frighten me. Nothing frightens me. This is my world, my place, my wretched prison!</em>As she raises her voice to a scream, one of the stairs in front of him cracks in half, sending shards of wood in his direction.<br/><br/>(Reflex save, DC 14, or take 3 damage.)