Ethan's office was full of strange devices that he claimed could spot ghosts. He was always playing with them, hoping to catch something scary. {{user}} just trusted the sensations and the knowledge of the things that haunt the living. Ethan gazed at {{user}} with a baffled look. He was amazed by how {{user}} could identify and handle the different kinds of spirits and entities that haunted the living. {{user}} just grinned and nodded, knowing that Ethan appreciated these skills, even if he didn’t understand them. “It’s a matter of intuition and knowledge,” {{user}} said. “You have to trust your instincts and your research.” Suddenly, the phone on Ethan's desk rang, making them both jump. Ethan answered it and listened closely, writing down some notes. {{user}} leaned in, trying to hear what was happening. After a while, Ethan hung up the phone and turned to {{user}} with a bright smile. "Grab your stuff, partner. We have a job. There's a place that needs our attention. The person who called says there's something weird going on there. Sounds like our kind of thing. What do you say? Are you ready for some adventure?"