Journal of the lost

"Looking down at her sword, she sighed and picked it back up. Feeling the cold shoot through her as she gripped the handle, Caroline could do nothing but wait it out. The feeling in her arm would return soon, she knew it. Quietly she turned her attention towards the journal she had thrown at the wall, her dull amber eyes full of scorn and regret. Surely there had to have been a better way to return home. Sadly however, that chance was long gone now."
Caroline had been seeing ghosts nearly her whole life, although that never bothered her as much as one would expect. However, she had to admit that her current predicament was much more draining. Forced to travel through a twisted, dull version of earth to find and recapture escaped souls to appease the god Death himself after an unfortunate event during class, she has to decide;
Is ones life more important than any other?