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The problem with ghosts. (Dean.)
Dean's phone was ringing.
As soon as it picked up - whether by a human being or the voicemail system - a girl started talking. She sounded both angry and panicked, and there was a loud bang in the background as she threw something and it clattered off of a wall.
"You had BETTER not have been lying about the ghosts." Wanda's voice was a hiss. "I can't hex this damn thing. It's not just intangible, because my powers work on Pryde. Probability manipulation should work."
Another bang.
"I brought the kitchen cabinets down and I think that slowed it, but--"
But she was running out of voicemail time, and griping about the stupid intangible thing wasn't going to help.
"I'm at 44 Orchard Street, apartment 507. I'm going to try and get down to the lobby. If you weren't putting me on about all that weird stuff, I might actually need your help."
As soon as it picked up - whether by a human being or the voicemail system - a girl started talking. She sounded both angry and panicked, and there was a loud bang in the background as she threw something and it clattered off of a wall.
"You had BETTER not have been lying about the ghosts." Wanda's voice was a hiss. "I can't hex this damn thing. It's not just intangible, because my powers work on Pryde. Probability manipulation should work."
Another bang.
"I brought the kitchen cabinets down and I think that slowed it, but--"
But she was running out of voicemail time, and griping about the stupid intangible thing wasn't going to help.
"I'm at 44 Orchard Street, apartment 507. I'm going to try and get down to the lobby. If you weren't putting me on about all that weird stuff, I might actually need your help."