He stared at the writhing tattoos for a moment before his attention was drawn away by the rising intensity of the screams. Oh god, all the other ghosts are getting worse! Henry started to back off, suddenly realizing that his own resistance would be taken out on the other people in the crowd. "Okay, everybody out! Run!" As if they weren't already trying. "We've got to stay ahead of this one!" He glared at the woman for a moment before tearing off in the direction he felt would be safest, grabbing a few people and hauling them with him, hoping to stay one step ahead of the ghost.