The spectre speaks, "If you come with me you may learn who I am." It extends its hand.

You feel less afraid, so you stand, and reach out to grasp the ghost's hand.

You fearfully pretend to ignore the ghostly figure; you refuse the invitation and remain in your chair. 

This is one of four branches on its level of the story tree. It has five descendants in a tangle that cannot be segregated by levels.

Tree structure is left behind here.