"Marty, are we sure we want to open it? My pulse is already at three hundred."
"Blankie, you don't have like that!"
"That's true, but that's not the point!"
Marty hesitates for a moment, but before he can push the handle, the door opens by itself. They both immediately recoil at the sight, because a floating ghost grins at them from the room. Marty and Blankie turn and run away in panic.