"Sounds good." He was pretty confident they were going to get out of this mess, too--eventually. The ghosts couldn't stay angry forever, right? Even Kavinsky couldn't pull that off, and he could hold one hell of a grudge.

He was just lifting another book when the ghosts screamed and disappeared. He looked around, cautiously lowering the book after a moment.

"Okay. Well...that's a start. Does that mean we have enough time to figure out how to get the hell out of here?"