The ghost hunters moved cautiously through the abandoned house. They went past the grimy kitchen and dusty family room and up the stairs.
The group split up in the hallway, and he found himself alone in a child’s bedroom. A TV and vintage game console sat by the bed, and discarded medication bottles stood in a row on the dresser. Suddenly, his equipment went wild. The door slammed.
“What do you want?” He asked.
The television turned itself on. He understood, and started a 2-player game.
Sometimes the vengeful spirit wasn’t in the house. Sometimes, it was in another castle.

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