Some shouting could be heard from within a home along with nasty threats and stumbling over furniture. The Phantump quickly made his get-away by phasing right through the wall, having been actively chased out before he even got in a simple hello.
He huffed and shoved his hands in his pockets. Maybe he should just go back to the cemetery. Clearly he wasn't welcome here. Of course, he was practically breaking and entering instead of using the front door and asking to come in like normal people. Either way, he felt the home owners were more out of line than he was.
It wasn't long before he returned to the cemetery and gently sat himself down upon a large tombstone. "..food" he groaned to himself and sprawled upon the statue.
Wait.. what was that? He stopped and tried to listen, glancing around the area. "... someone there?"