“So… episode five. What fresh chaos are we in for?”
(70s hippie ghost, perpetually dazed) floats in sideways.
The faint glow of an early autumn sunrise filters through the dusty curtains. (30s, energetic, still adjusting to seeing ghosts) pours herself coffee while JAY (30s, skeptical but supportive) scrolls on his tablet.
“Okay, but if we do it properly—candles, a circle, maybe a ouija board—”