I jumped back as a glass vase flew off the fireplace mantel and soared across the room, shattering to pieces as it hit the wood floor less than a foot in front of me.“Seriously?” I yelled. “That almost hit me.”I ducked and bobbed as another vase filled with dying yellow roses and cloudy water, levitated above the mantel. It skimmed my arm as it rocketed across the room and crashed near the kitchen table. “Ouch. You drew blood with that one, you big baby.”The ghost bowed up, his energy glowing an angry shade of red around him.