"Ty, did you say something?"

"No, want me to? I've got plenty to say."

"We just agreed you were being nice tonight. What do you think it is?"

"I don't know, Scott, maybe it's your conscience, telling you to dump him."

"Argh!" Yells the pipes.

"...so do we call an exorcist?"

"Um, hello? Screaming ghost person? Do you exist?"

There is no reply, just the rattle of something in the basement.

"Ty, keep trying the door."

He goes to the basement.

"Wait, I don't get to investigate? Seriously?"

He follows Scott.

Muttering can be heard the closer they get. “...fucking door- and the pipe...just trying...leave.”

...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!"