These guys came into my house with bags and began putting them down. 

"What are you going in my house?"

No one replies...

"I SAID WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE!"

The lights suddenly flicker. 

Guy: Hey what's going on? I thought you said we got the house in good condition. 

Guy #2: We did, maybe its just a fluke.

Guy #3: What if the house is haunted?

All seven guys stop in their tracks and laugh. 

Guy 1: Shut up! Don't even joke about that. 

Maybe my only way to get to them is through this one, he seems terrified right now. 

Let's see, whats his name? 

As I look towards the box in his hand it is labeled Wonho. 

Ok here we go, I head close to his ear and shout his name. 

"WONHO!"

This guy immediately pushes his shoulders up and shudders. 

Wonho: Did you guys hear that? Something whispered my name.

Guy #1: Its probably just the wind. 

Wonho: You saying tht makes things worse. First the windows aren't opened and that's what EVERYONE SAYS IN A HORROR MOVIE!!

I see a phone on the table and I try to fling it off the table only for my hand to go right through it. 

Wonho: Has anyone seen my phone? 

I continue to try and knock the phone off the table when Wonho reaches for it and our hands touch. All of the sudden I feel this big shock like being hit with thunder but all that on my hand. 

"Ow, what the hell?"

I look at the hand and its pointed at me. 

Wonho: What... The... Hell... 

His face is going pale and he's looking straight into my eyes. 

"What is this guy staring at."

He's still standing and looking at me. 

Wait...

This can only mean one thing. 

I walk towards him. 

"Can you see me?"