Me, talking to a friend on Zoom during the day: “Oh, there isn’t really a bedroom ghost, I just say that because it’s an amusing way to explain some of the weird noises the house makes.”
The cat in the evening: “I will not leave the living room. Instead I will stare creepily in the direction of the bedroom for several minutes.”
Me: “Hey, what’s the matter? Look, it’s ok!”
The cat: “I WILL NOT LEAVE THE LIVING ROOM. THE BEDROOM GHOST IS ANGRY.”
*Sigh* running a witch house is not always a straightforward affair.
The bedroom ghost has now turned off the wifi in the bedroom, which he does periodically when he’s angry. (Usually it reaches throughout the flat, but occasionally for no obvious reason all wifi and phone signal will disappear from the bedroom for a week or so.)