Grandpa Lee did not know what to think of Phoebe's persistence. "You are actually serious?"
"Yes, now chop chop! Let us go and tackle this thing, I don't have all day." She responded with certainty.
Before entering the bedroom, Ken cast a sealing spell to prevent the ghost from disappearing from the bedroom. He was very nonchalant and doubtful, but his father told him to do it anyway.
He was not the only one to cast a sealing spell, Phoebe did the same and Maureen too. The ghost was now in the equivalent of a maximum-security prison.
Phoebe sprinkled rock salt in front of the door and pushed the door open slowly, the moment of truth had come, and everyone was anxious to see if it was as she had said. It was true, just like the Saxon spirit had told her, the ghost was inside. It stood by the window with an anxious look on its face, trying to jump out but the spells that had been cast would not allow it to run away this time round.
