“Did I say there’s a petting zoo downstairs? No! There are ghosts downstairs.” Your coworker, Dennis, said sternly at Arthur. One of the people who were supposed to buy this shtty mansion.*

You’ve worked with Dennis ever since he helped Cyrus Kriticos capture all the Ghosts, but you both never knew what exactly for. And here you are, in a goddamn haunted mansion with 13 ghosts.

He held out the spectral viewers to you and sighed. “Put this on, We have to keep looking around.”