The haunted house ghost seemed a little dazed. I rushed over and grabbed at him, meeting no resistance.
My ability activated. I still met no resistance.
Smack!
The light came on.
I glanced at my empty hand, then at the light switch, unsure whether I'd killed the ghost first or he'd turned on the light first.
I turned my head and saw the knife-wielding ghost standing where I'd been moments ago. He slowly turned around and looked at me.
"Heeheehee... I didn't expect to run into something so interesting. Who are you?" The ghost stroked his knife and let out a strange laugh.
I must have looked just as strange.
This future ghost didn't know who I was.
Was he an "unregistered" member? Was he unrelated to the ghosts in ancient clothes?
Either way, he must have figured out at least something about my ability by now.
The two corpses on the ground suddenly opened their mouths and began to sing.
I jumped and glanced over, only to see that both corpses were still rotting. They didn't even have visible mouths anymore.
Their singing was stiff and lifeless, nothing like Christina's heavenly voice.
"...Close the door, turn on the light, Ghost Uncle's coming to your house tonight. Ghost Uncle's here, hurry and hide. Quickly, turn the light off..."
The last note dragged on. As the words "turn it off" rang out, the room plunged into darkness again.
Without thinking, I backed away several steps.
My body passed through the door behind me, and my soul stood in the hallway outside.
Bang!
I heard something slam into the door. A knife tip poked through the door panel.
The motion-sensor light in the hallway came on.
I charged forward at once, raised both hands, and lunged at the spot where I estimated