The ghosts looked over at her for a second or two. Some even floated closer, hands outstretched like they might actually be able to touch her. They stared right back and they didn't blink either. The dead didn't need to blink. They'd win that staring contest every single time.

Sam continued looking restless, like he was trying to get the ghosts to go away without actually waking up. He wasn't having much success. Another few ghosts appeared, gliding above Sam's bed near the ceiling.