Warren
Aeghislash? Okay, not what he hoped for, but good enough! Allister wasn't going to complain as long as they got out of here alive! Seriously- He rolled over dragging Leon with him, now that they were probably done being "Hidden". "Yes, y-you're right!" He said. "They're stuck wh-where they died, 'less they become pokemon." He frantically glanced around the room, as a blast of either shadow ball or shadow sneak went off in the background. They had to get out of here! And Allister immediately bolted for the door. He tried to pull on the knob, but not only was it locked, but it wasn't even there. Oh shit-

"L-Leon, window!" He called, pointing to the other side of the room. He gave the door a kick, just in case it felt like breaking, but nope. "Ugh! C-c'mon!" He bashed the door with his shoulder, and again, it didn't budge. Looking arond, the room got almost... Darker? As something grabbed his leg and started to drag him.
"Aghh!"
Some said that salt hurts ghosts, and made them easier to train... Allister never liked that approach, mostly because it just pissed them off, but oh boy, did he wish for some salt right now! At the very least Yorke (maybe) would have to work to kill him. He felt himself become weightless, before gravity was almost flipped on him, causing the boy to slam into the ceiling and then stay there, held down by something else.
"H-HELP!" He called. "L-Leon help!"
Iris
Okay, so he probably had a stroke or something because the door isn't even there anymore! He blinked and *WHOOSH*, it disappeared just like that! When Allister suggested the window, Leon looked over his shoulder at the rectangular shape at the opposite side of the room from them! "Right, window—!" As soon as they make their way toward it, Allister was lifted to the ceiling just within Leon's peripheral. Eyes wide, Leon looks up at Allister who's being held by some unknown force. "Wha—Allister!" He tries jumping up so that he could catch onto Allister and maybe bring him back down to the floor. But nope. There seems to be a force field surrounding him. Leon cursed—something he usually doesn't do because it's not something he likes to do in the first place. But—

"Hey, Yorke! Eat this! ||Bastard!||" He grabs yet another nearby lamp that was lying on its side. ~~A glass one.~~ Throwing it toward the ceiling, but not necessarily near Allister so it doesn't hit him, the lamp shatters and rain its corpse down. "Again, Shadow Sneak, Aegislash!" He swings his arm and the Pokémon takes possession of the glasses, dividing its energy to each little piece and cutting the spaces expertly around Allister. Now, normally it wouldn't be affected with a solid human object as this, but with Aegislash—a ghost-type controlling it—that'll surely dice the spirit up!

Allister falls from the ceiling and into Leon's arms, unscathed from the glass. Immediately, he goes for the window and with all of his might, runs into it, tackling it with his shoulder so that the glass could break (but also shielding Allister within his arms). Surprisingly, no supernatural force held it together. They both fell from the window, Leon feeling a bit dizzy. Way to start a morning! Charizard would follow after suit, breaking through the window to cushion their fall. Aegishlash would return itself to its Pokéball. They find themselves landing softly in the  thanks to his partner Pokémon.
Warren
"Aghhh!" Allister tried to kick and thrash, hoping to break free from whatever held him in the air. Yorke's nails were digging into him, tearing at his stomach and chest, even with clothes on, and his back was being crushed. He heard a crashing sound next to him, snapping his head to the side where a lamp had smashed into Yorke. Followed by Aeigislash appearing out of nowhere and smacking him with the broken glass shards. Immediately, he felt the pressure on him let go entirely, and he fell, landing in Leon's arms. "Ugh..." He grumbled.

As Leon ran for the window, he bashed it with his shoulder, and it opened! Surprisingly. Allister had half expected it to lead to an empty void, but no, the courtyard was right below them, so the champion jumped. Daring to look back, the boy saw York, scream and dive for them, and by last minute pulling his legs away, Allister kicked the window shut, locking the ghost inside.