"... so let me get this straight. You, Ethan, and your best friend, Cedric, who until yesterday would ridicule anyone who believed in ghosts and the supernatural, are calling me regarding a ghost-based emergency that you guys would like me to help you take a look at as soon as possible."
"... yeah."
"One that you guys absolutely refuse to explain over phone, text, or mail."
"... right."
There was a moment of silence before Ivan spoke again.
"Is this some kind of prank? Because it's not a very believ-"
"NO! No, it isn't! We really need your help!" Ethan protested, his neck straining as he struggled against the belt holding him in place, trying to stretch forward to speak into Cedric's phone.
"We're serious about the ghost thing!" Cedric chimed in.
"This is really sudden, though. You've always been very dismissive about this stuff. What even brought about this... this..." Ivan paused as realization dawned upon him. "... ah. This has something to do with the graveyard, doesn't it?"
"If it was... would you be able to help us?"
Ivan sighed. "Fine. I'll entertain the two of you. Tomorrow morning. But I'm at my parents' for the weekend cause my Nana's here, so you'll have to drop by."
"That might... might not be..."
"Look, Ethan, my Nana's come from out of state and this is the first time in years I've seen her. I'm not planning to leave."
"Erm..."
"Plus, my Nana's the one who actually knows about ghostlore, anyway. She claims she's studied them. If you really want someone who can help, she's probably the one."
"..."
"I'll text you my address, okay? Tell me if you're coming. See you guys, maybe. Bye!"
"Wait, Ivan! You-...! Fuck, he hung up on us," Ethan cursed.
"So... are you going?"
"... do I have a choice?"
Cedric sighed. "Doubt so."
"... fuck."
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