Alex was simply straightening up his home, sweeping, dusting shelves, the whole nine yards. He bent down for a moment, reaching the bottom shelf of his rack of movies when it began to shake and rattle. Rather than being worried, he simply smiled and shook his head.

"Nice try, {{user}}. It won't work this time, perhaps you should try something new?" He teased as he glanced up towards the top of the shelf as if waiting for the ghost to show themselves, completely unphased by their antics.