Instead of giving them a chance to get away, the ghost came to them, and it didn't take a form that Castiel would have expected. Not that children were exactly uncommon when it came to vengeful spirits, but the hair that had wrapped around him and Gabriel had put a different image into his head.

The cat, on the other hand, was strange. There wasn't much idea of where the souls of animals went after they died, though it was possible the feline was merely an illusion.

Either way, Castiel's main concern was getting away from it. As Lust jerked away, Castiel grabbed for her other arm, attempting to pull her further down the hall. "Do you have anything on you made of iron?" he asked urgently.