Luigi, holding on to the nozzle, opened the mansion's door; it creaked noisily yet creepily.
"Anyone here?" Luigi asked, knowing it was a stupid question; there was either anyone here, or no one here at all—at least, not anyone solid around the mansion.
To answer his question, there was echoed laughter among the cobwebbed hallways.
"Uh, yeah...," Luigi mumbled.
The two went in; the door shut—well, slammed was the better word for it—behind them, leaving a huge cloud of dust in its wake.
"Very welcoming," Yoshi commented.
The dup practically tiptoed along the predictably and seemingly empty hallway, armed, tensed, and ready for anything that could possibly pop out of nowhere.
"Remember what I taught you, pal," Luigi said, his hand clutched tight onto the nozzle of the newly-upgraded Poltergust 3000.
Yoshi just nodded in response.
It felt weird walking in the dark silence of the mansion; there seemed to be nothing in store. Or maybe it was just a ghost's habit to pop out unexpectedly at the worst possible moment. Hard to say...