“Well I think that answers our question from earlier,” Kevlar pointed to the doorway.
Morgana turned around and saw the ghost standing in the doorway. Jumping slightly she whispered, “do you have the fire poker?”
Kevlar scooted closer to Morgana, “I left it leaning against the door frame.”
“Good job, A+ work, super stellar,” Morgana scoffed. Giving her friend a look she scooted them from view of the ghost.