Stark led Schiller toward the electrical room on the top floor. As he walked, he looked around and said, "This place still has the layout it had when I first took over Stark Industries. It's nostalgic..."
Just as he turned to look at the glass beside him, the shadow of a head covered in long black hair flashed across it, and Stark let out another scream.
He wanted to turn around to find Schiller, but as he did, he caught another glimpse out of the corner of his eye: at the end of the corridor behind him, the shadow of a circus clown with an exaggerated wig and red nose flickered past.
Stark turned his face back again and screamed, momentarily having no idea which way to look.
"Are you afraid of ghosts?" Schiller asked Stark. Then he added, "Weren't you the one who gave Nick all those theories about ghosts?"
"Yes, but research is different. It's like how even a medical student who dissects corpses regularly would still run if he ran into a zombie. The ghosts in the lab aren't going to rush over and bite me!"
Stark looked around suspiciously, frowning as he thought back. "When I ascended, I don't think I saw this universe. Or maybe it wasn't like this back then."
"Because according to our timeline, this only happened within the past year or so," Schiller said, looking at the female ghost in the mirror's reflection.
Stark opened his mouth, hesitating slightly. "You can see them too, but according to my research back then, only people who are afraid of ghosts have brainwave wavelengths that..."
"There are many of me," Schiller answered succinctly.
Stark snorted, clearly somewhat dissatisfied with Schiller's answer, but he said nothing more. When he turned to continue walking, he saw a