[Nick just stares blankly at them, slightly harrowed.]

S...Something like that, yeah. [A beat.] I'm trying to uh, make it so it won't be beyond my comprehension.

[Yeah, that sounds totally doable and not at all a one-way ticket towards losing yourself and irreversibly transforming yourself someway or another. He lets out a sigh, getting up from his seat and walking over to the bar.]

And, yeah, they're my case files. I haven't looked too closely at them, but, y'know. I've been sittin' here for hours and trying to wrap my brain around how the hell I even showed up here.

[He snaps his fingers and gives them double finger guns.]

But, hey, if you like ghost stories, you're in the right place.