Challenge: ghost hunger
Word Count: 100
"No ghosts," said the man known as Stephen.
"You're certain?" Mad-Eye aimed his camera at the staircase to the third floor and snapped off a sequence of pictures. "Feels awfully supernatural to me."
"None." Stephen fiddled with the scarf he always wore to mask the scars on his throat. "The docents were right. The dormitory at Smith is much more promising."
"I don't know," called Dora from another room. There was a thumping sound and a curse as she tripped over an uneven spot in the floor. "The servants' quarters feel weird."
Stephen sighed. Here we go again.