Special delivery.

(gulps) This is just what I was afraid of.

(gasps) I'm doomed!

(gasps) (sighs, groans) I hate these sheets.

It's impossible to tell ghosts from furniture.

(creaking in distance) He... hel... hello?

Anybody home?

(shouts) (creaking, thud) (gasps) What was that?

How could anybody live here?

It's so eerie.

(floor creaking) (growling) (gasp) What is it, John?

(whimpering) Is it a ghost?

(whining) That's highly unlikely.

If you're not going to protect us, I will.

That's even more unlikely.

Who... who's there?

(stammering): It's me... Martha.

(gasps) M-Martha?

It can't be.

But it is.

And I brought you this.

(screaming) (screaming)