"Fuck you. I hope my phone can get me back. And if I get caught my a ghost and disappear into the darkness, I hope you feel guilty. Asshole." With a huff, Tyler turned his phone on to guide his way out, moving through the gross dusty place. As he got to the door, he felt something touch his shoulder. "Oh shit." What was that? "Hello... fuck, we're not recording. Guys, something touched me!"

And he knew that it wasn't proof to Gabriel but whatever, he felt it was interesting. "I'm going to get a ghost encounter and no proof, aren't I?"