Levi quickly retrieved his keys from the floor. When he looked up, he was startled to see that Oluo's face had vanished into thin air. He reassured himself over and over that he was just tired and he was seeing things. Even so, he slammed his door so hard that the sound resonated through the floorboards and sent shivers into the thin walls.

Levi opened his wooden wardrobe, and selected some blue cotton pyjamas. He quickly pulled them on, trying to avoid thinking too much about Oluo's grotesque and distorted face. He perched on his armchair, staring at the smouldering coals in his fireplace. He tilted his head back and yawned deeply. He spotted a goldish glint out of the corner of his eye, it was an old bell. He had no idea how it came to be his, so for now it just stood forgotten atop his bookshelf. The strange thing was, the bell had slowly begun to ring. It started slow, but now it was ringing rather frantically. Levi stood up to go and stop it, but he was stopped in his tracks by a low scraping noise. It was getting closer and closer.

He didn't know what to do. Barricade the door? No, it was too close, he wouldn't have enough time. He just stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, hoping that whatever was making that noise wouldn't eat his face.

The thing floated effortlessly through the thick door. Levi studied it closely, it seemed to be the ghost of a member of the Scouting Legion, even though their uniform was tattered and filthy. Its face was hazy and hard to see, apart from a pair of twisting black whirlpools for eyes. It was wrapped in heavy iron chains, most of which were dragging across the floor.

"What do you want from me?" Levi stammered.

"Much." The spectre said. It had a deep voice, but it sounded familiar.

"Who are you?" Levi demanded.

"Ask me who I was." The spectre purred.

"Who were you then?" Levi spat.

"Well, in life I was Oluo Bozado."

Levi gasped. The ghost seemed familiar with Levi's room, just like Oluo was. He strode across the room and sat on a footstool next to the fireplace.

"You don't believe in me, do you?" Oluo said.

"No I damn well don't." Levi replied firmly.

"Why do you doubt your senses?" Oluo asked.

"Because a little thing affects them. I don't care about you, whatever you are." Levi said.

The spectre raised a fearful cry, almost like a howl.

"Why are you troubling me, spirit?" Levi demanded.

"Because I have nowhere to go, to linger. Additionally, I must warn you that you will be visited by three spirits, Expect the first tonight when the clock strikes ten. The next will be at twelve, and the last will be at one."

With that, Oluo vanished in a puff of green steam.