“What is wrong?” Karia’s mother stood on the porch in a satin housecoat, her hair pulled back and a shot gun in her hand.

“Inside first mom.” Karia made her way forward, her rather large black lab at her side eying Arch. He had smelled the boy and found him decent but was clearly still not a fan of the boy. As Karia stepped in she made her way to the kitchen where she flicked on the light and waited for her mother to join after locking the door after Arch. 
“Mom this is Arch…he helped me out today. Oh and Karl too; he is the dead guy.”

“Well ‘dead guy’ isn’t how I would put it.” Karl made his way past the others and took a seat, pulling out the table chair. 

“Helped how Karia?” Her mother was clearly worried now. She knew that for her daughter to leave a vacation in the middle of the night and bring a stranger and ghost with her meant this was bad.

“I got jumped…by I don’t know. They looked human but the could see Karl and were weird. Oh that’s not all. Arch show her what you showed me?”