Crazy date night ghost stories

The door to the bar swung open and I saw a woman walk in. She was wearing a red dress with her hair piled on top of her head. I got up from my table and walked over to meet her halfway. “Hi, are you here for the date night ghost stories?” I asked hopefully. “Yes,” she said shyly, looking around nervously. “Is there any room at this table?” she gestured towards an empty chair across from me. “So, you don’t believe in ghosts?” said the man with a deep voice. The woman sitting across from him shrugged her shoulders and stirred her drink. “Maybe,” she said after a moment of thought. I’m just not sure what I think about them.” “Don’t worry,” said my best friend. “I’ll be right here with you the whole time.” I nodded and took a deep breath before following her into the dark, creepy house. We were in pursuit of Robbie’s ghost – who had been haunting people for weeks now. Her spirit was known to lurk around areas that would scare other people away from them, such as abandoned mansions or graveyards at night. I knew she was out there somewhere – but I didn’t know where. We wandered through the corridors one by one, looking for any signs of activity or anyone else walking around outside our group of friends searching for Robbie’s ghost too. What we found, however…