Ginko's touch rattled him back out of his daze.

"I don't understand...is it haunted?"

If it was, he was going to have some serious words with its resident! Jack's face had creased momentarily as he thought about just what words he'd have--but then his face fell and he brought a hand to his brow. He suddenly didn't feel well and it wasn't just swirling anxiety. He felt almost as though there were moths fluttering around in his skull.

"Or am I haunted?"