Someone told me our ghosties whisked her straight to Salem's spooky fog on Samhain—you know, that eerie moment when old stones vanish into mist and your breath turns visible in the cold. These little spirits capture that magic. Hand-shaped one by one, each ghost gets its own personality: some are teensy, some just tiny, and they all have their quirks. One stands tall, another leans like it's had a long haunting, and some look genuinely confused about why they're here. Then—plot twist—each one gets tucked into a two-inch bubble like a ghostly prize from a supernatural gumball machine. No two are the same, because apparently even tiny ceramic ghosts refuse to be boring.

Details: approximately .75–1.75 inches tall, Sizes, shapes, expressions, and forms vary