[Robin's interest is instantly piqued when she sees the book. The question about horror stories puts the memory of someone else in her mind, someone very dear to her.]

There once was a pirate man who died at sea. He had the gift of life, however, and so his soul did not pass on to wherever it is souls are meant to go after death. Instead, the soul floated around the lonely sea, as the place where the man had died was filled with thick mist. For fifty years it roamed the waves, until at last it found his ship. Upon entering, the man's soul saw that the man's body had rotted away, and only the bones remained. With a cheerful cry the soul dove in, the skeleton sat up, then stood and walked. He looked upon the remains of his beloved crew, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Except, he had no eyes.

Skull joke. Yohohohoho!