The rescued man rubbed his neck, "Thank you, thank you kindly, um, and the kind bird and..." He looked curiously at the little ghost hovering in mid-air, hesitating for a long time not knowing how to describe it.
After a few seconds of pause, he decided to skip this part, "If it weren't for your timely help, I would've likely been eaten by those terrifying monsters..."
Timely? No, most importantly, your scream was loud enough.
And my wife Erin would've become a widow. She would've been lonely for the rest of her life, and that thought breaks my heart; or, she would've remarried that bread-baking Wade. Both are terrible endings. So, you not only saved my life, but also saved my wife's miserable fate."
The rescued man muttered to himself, his face filled with fear, not knowing whether to worry about the green-skinned monsters or the bread-baking cook.
