[Stiles eyes the spirits roaming around the room aimlessly. The hair on the back of his neck is standing on end. He shifts his gaze from Lydia to Dean and back again, his body tense. His hand lingers at the small of Lydia's back as she turns to talk to Dean, partially because he needs the reassurance that she's really okay, and partially because he's pretty sure the voices in this place have to be overwhelming.]

And if the ghosts are his guests, then we're the intruders.

[Even though they'd gotten no real choice in being there or not. Awesome. Dean's right though. They shouldn't linger too long. There are a lot of ghosts floating around this place and it's hard telling what might set one or all of them off.

Stiles pauses at the mention of the man responsible having two shadows. Then he shakes his head, because nothing comes to mind. He looks at Dean.]

Do ghosts ever have two shadows? Or do you think this is something else?