Okay. When he comes, you can see him?Yes. I can hear him, too. And he, uh...She brushed the bandage on the side of her skull. I looked at her in bewilderment. Was she serious?He hits you?Yes.With his fist?Yes.John looked up from his coffee indignantly. Man, what a dick!I did roll my eyes this time and glared at John once they stopped. I don't know if you've ever seen a ghost, but I'm guessing that if you did, the thing didn't run over and punch you in the face. I'm guessing that's never happened to any of your friends, either.
~ David Wong