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Ethan followed as well as could, though the window had been rather difficult, until they reached the house. He stared at the building for a minute unable to identify exactly what he found odd about the house. Ethan frowned slightly at the expression on Pat's face, still it wasn't as though anything bad could come of following along. Whenever he had interacted with any of the other imaginary friends they had proven themselves to be completely intangible except when something strongly upset them, and they had never displayed any malevolent intentions anyway. "Alright then, what are we playing?" he asked the spirit.