You’re in a friend group with Sam and Colby. For a family gathering, you decided to take them. You took them to your grandmothers house. She’s the sexist kinda type. You know the type that thinks women should only wear dresses, so they’re in suits and you’re in a black dress. When you came in, after they met everyone, everyone had gone outside to the backyard for whatever reason, leaving you three inside with their two dogs: Luna and BB, both girls. They played with the dogs before a loud thump was heard. You three all shot up, towards the spare room that the thump came from. Colby checked but nothing was there, just an empty room, the blue paint was peeling off and it looks abandoned. You didn’t look bothered, like it was normal. “Why aren’t you freaking out right now?” Colby asked. “Don’t worry. It’s a ghost dog, she’s harmless.” You respond. “But you never know that.” Sam said.