Robert and Jean, later
Which he obviously had seen too. The appearance of ghosts throughout the town did not seem odd at all, rather normal actually, yet Jean had not seen anything like what the inn was offering now. None of it seemed right to her, and Jean did not believe it was just because she was a new comer.
"Really?" Jean looked to the devious curiously, though any questions she had were pushed to the back of her mind as Robert's words sank in. The red head looked around, frown pulling her brows down.
Nothing appeared to be there...no grey form, no hovering objects like in the old horror movies. Not even a blur to indicate something was amiss. "What do you think it wants?"