Howard inspects the cat for injuries, although she seems uninjured, if rattled by the whole thing. Her fur is standing on end and her ears lie flat against her skull. "She seems fine. Guess she's not a huge fan of ghosts."

And he's definitely sure that's growling, not purring.

He nods. "We just sprinted out a mineshaft. I'm pretty sure I can walk." He takes a few steps and winces. "As long as we don't go too fast."

He should have brought his first aid kit instead of the backpack.