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Kendall never really believed in the supernatural or anything like that. Sure, he wasn't logical and needed a scientific answer for everything like Logan—but he also wasn't naïve and gullible like Carlos and James. He just didn't buy into the whole "ghosts are everywhere" thing.

However, there was one thing Kendall was thinking about as he sat in the backseat of his mother's minivan: Jo had to be a ghost.

He had seen Ghost Whisperer many times (due to Katie, Carlos, and James' obsession with the show for almost a year). If that chic could see ghosts, why couldn't he? If they were real, that is. Yes, he knew it was just a TV show, but anything's possible, right? Right! And everything would make sense. Jo's ghost was trying to communicate with him…all he had to do was listen.

He hoped.

For now, he was stuck in the backseat of the minivan, on the way to an "emergency meeting" with Dr. Mike that his mother had arranged. Kendall heard her whispering on the phone and wondered what she was telling the doctor. It was just as he feared, and now he was going to be looked at like that kid who talks to trees…

Katie, Carlos, James, and Logan were left at 2J. Mrs. Knight said it would be best for Kendall to do this alone, though the four of them disagreed and wanted to go with the mother and son to Dr. Mike's office. Instead of arguing with the mother, they gave Kendall hugs and words of encouragement, and stayed behind. For a quick minute, Kendall wondered why they were all telling him to "get better" and that they love him. But it was only for a minute.

"We're here," Mrs. Knight said in the cheeriest voice possible.

Kendall looked out the window. No, they weren't there. He was confused. He thought they were going to Dr. Mike's office. This definitely wasn't Dr. Mike's office.

He looked over at his mother in the driver's seat, who was looking back at him with a sad smile. Kendall looked away, back out at the big building. The words on that big, yellow sign at the entrance of the building were instantly burned into his memory: PSYCHIATRIC INSTITUTE.

And that was when Kendall noticed the duffel bag of his clothes in the back seat.