"Sounds good," Henry said. He was starting to calm down, and a drink would certainly help. He climbed into Avery's car and pulled the door closed behind him. As he did so, he watched a large, black cat wander up from the house they had just come from, jump up onto a fence, and start licking it's paw. And all of a sudden the loud wailing they had heard stated to make sense. It wasn't a ghost, it was a cat.