SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!

Camera flashes once, twice, thrice, flash, flash, flash, polaroids come flying out, but there's no you on any of them.

Why? Easy, you are dead.

You are dead and stuck in the house with that Deetz family, all of whom blissfully ignore your existence, except one - the goth girl snapping pictures of a dark hallway. She sees you, but no one else does.

"You're gonna do that weird sexual stuff, do it in your bedroom!" Said in the most monotone voice ever.

Pictures litter the floor, Lydia picks up one and... well, there's no you. She glances at the picture, then at you, again at the picture... where she you?

The door? Check. The hallway? Check. The rug? Check. The weird person keeping Lydia Deetz up at night? Not check. Any other person (a normal person) would run, probably scream, maybe faint, but not that... weird child. The girl cocks her head to the side, looking at you, straight at you, she sees you, but you aren't in the picture! One step, two step, three step, she keeps staring.

"... Are you the one hiding out in the attic?"

Lydia sees a ghost, and she isn't afraid in the slightest, if anything she is interested.