Rose was sitting in the room where she'd been sleeping, on the bed. She had dumped everything she'd collected in the last few days onto the blanket and was going through them with careful fingers, absorbed in her work. She was always alert for the sounds of people approaching - voices, footsteps, floorboards creaking - but did not notice Su at all.
Until she caught a glimmer of something out of the corner of her eye, and turned. The loud shout made her jump, and she screamed; then clapped a hand over her own mouth to muffle it when she recognized the ghost. Scrambling to her feet to stand on the bed, she jumped off and moved closer to her friend, eyes wide. "Su?"