They'd decided to kill off the ghost. Almost unanimously. Even another ghost had voted for it.
The ghost, for her part, sighed. Didn't they get that this isn't how it works?
Still, she let them lead her up to the gallows, let them struggle to put the rope around her spiritual neck. She made it a little easier for them by willing it to stay.
She didn't really understand why they were all so surprised when nothing happened as the trap door opened beneath her. She was a ghost, she could hover.
She still played along, after a delay, allowing herself to drop slightly.
After a moment of everyone awkwardly staring at this ghost just trying to appease them, she spoke up.
"Are you all happy now? Can we go back to actually trying to decide on what to do? I'm still giving you until the same time, because I can." Snow, Omniscient Ghost, said as she floated sheepishly.
They all awkwardly shuffled off to continue with their daytime routine of glaring at each other suspiciously, waiting for 4pm on Monday.