Is it just me, or can I hear my name? Jake thought to himself, glancing down the echoey corridor. Spooooooky...

Jake had recently taken to strolling around the castle, clearing his mind, despite the advice that it wasn't wise. He had been once around the castle, avoiding the library, and ended up down here. The house were nearly all of his friends belonged.

Hands shoved deep into the pockets of his red jeans, Jake ambled down the corridor until he saw Shana and Whiggly Worm. He walked up to the both of them and stood staring at them, not saying a word. There had been some loud echoes along the corridor, and Jake was curious as to what they meant.

What the heck does 'fancy' mean?