Take from her lower half

Katelyn shrieks and pulls her legs up onto the chair. The other two aren't sure what happened, but Chloe's already got her legs up, clinging to them possessively, fearing whatever is down there comes for her next.

"It took my heels."
Alana lets out a small chuckle, much to Katelyn's chagrin. "Seems Casper's got a foot fetish."

They're smart enough to release people don't come back from the afterlife just to steal other people's shoes. This was just the first piece and, if they didn't solve it quickly, it might be the first of many.

It didn't help that Alana's guess wasn't even remotely useful. They were no closer to an answer.

Chloe peeks out from over her knees. "Are there any Es?"

No.