Hansel & Gretel; library
Gretel blinked hard, just to make sure, but produced the same, empty result. There was nothing behind him, then again she knew what she'd seen. That wasn't a hallucination- not like any she'd ever experienced, anyway. Being hit a little too hard on the head might put spots in front of the eyes, but they didn't look like the Grim Fucking Reaper and smile at you.
"You ever actually seen the town ghosts?" she asked honestly, recovering her breath and refocusing her gaze on him?
Before he could answer, the desk lamps around the room and the dusty ceiling-hung chandelier above their head began flickering- not like normal. It didn't stop.