Some strange old man with crazy energy of a youth ran out of the cave and rushed to the "body" of the "ghost". He yelled over it as a character of a tragedy. Two girls from different places looked at this picture being not able to gather their thoughts or just understand what was going on.
"Do you know for how long I had been tinkering with it?!" the old man shouted at Rosie with a ferocious look. "Do you know for how long I had been constructing this marvel?! And what for?! For some stupid lady to crash it! It's all crashed! In the mere stomach, just the place where the main centres of control and work are situated! Could you only think about the others? How am I supposed to scare them off now?!"
"Who are you?" Rosie could speak at last.
"Oh, my... I have a feeling that I shan't get rid of you easily. You wanted to know, Miss Vernon, go with me," he said with a surrendering tone.
"You know who I am?"