"<span style="font-style: italic">What?!</span>" He squeaked. "<span style="font-style: italic">What will chase us</span>?" His right hand twitched itself open again as he continued walking with his back now to Morgan completely. He could feel the hair on the back of his neck start to stand up with every foot step. "Look, Morgan, can you enlighten me a little, huh? You really, really don't want me to get unnerved. I-I gotta be careful getting spooked." He tried to spit the very short and cryptic explanation out as quickly as possible, however, he wasn't lying; what happened when he got spooked wasn't good for any party involved. Again, his right hand twitched again, a little more violently this time.