...where did he put the baseball bat? It's probably in the living room.

He attempts to locate the muttering stranger apparently living in his basement.

There’s a dirty, blonde, annoyed looking woman, standing in the corner of the room, glaring at it. 

"You're seeing this. Right?"

"Hello?"

"...fucking pipes and plumbing and doors and WHY CAN I NOT JUST SPEAK TO THEM. Why am I STUCK down here, unable to help or...anything or-"

Theo knocks more insistently.

"It's a wreck. This isn't just a plumber, this is an electrician, a plumber, a mechanic, and a realtor."

"I'll get the door, hold on."

"We should get a medium."

He shrugs agreement and heads back to the door.

"I just need to tell them I'm here. That I care. And then they can help-"

The house gives an almighty groan.

Yeah no, Scott is opening the front door to his own house.

"Hear that? We're getting a medium, so you can open the door now!"

"...medium? What?" Anders spins around, her eyes wild, though they focus on the two boys in front of her.

Her gaze darkens. "If it isn't the Bobbsey twins!"

Unfortunately, he doesn't seem to have heard that.

"Okay, so that's a plan. Glad we settled that."

How important is this? If Scott's in danger-

He slams into the door with superhuman force.

"Ah!" Anders yells, and tumbles to the floor. The pipes rattle ominously.

There's really no need for this.

He unlocks the door.

"Scott!"

Hug.

Hug?

"I'm okay."

"Apparently we're haunted. The pipes agree with me."

"Should we pull out the Ouija board?"

"I think it's living in the basement."

"There is something going on...I kept hearing this voice..."

"Well, now I have to see it. Lead the way."