Forge has a plan. It's a plan that's slightly hampered by the fact that he is currently trapped in the body of a small child, but it's a plan nonetheless.
First: he will watch and he will wait. Assess the lay of the land, so to speak. There are strange things happening in this town, other spirits and monsters drawn here much the same as he was by the promise of something better, something new. From the outside it looks picturesque, but on the inside, in the people and the leylines and the various assorted supernatural beings, there's something roiling. This whole place is bound to explode soon, Forge thinks, and he just hopes he's on the right side by then.
Which leads him to the second part of his plan.
He needs to find the Doorman. Forge laments once again the foolishness of the spectral that attacked him, nearly killing him. This part would be so much easier if still had his original body. But no matter. This boy will do for now. Forge is impressed with the ferociousness contained within him, and with his loyalty and dedication. Even his cold heart can still feel guilt for the way he's about to be used.
Because Forge will find the Doorman, and he will find the angel, and he will help put a stop to whatever is coming to Mayview. No matter the cost.