Maes rubbed his chin, "Well, no, not so far. They haven't done anything except appear, disappear, and reappear in what I assume is an attempt to scare us." The scarecrows came closer, Maes glancing to either side for an escape route, "But I'd really rather not give them an opportunity to prove that wrong. I think that room on the left of yours is unoccupied...we could try blocking the door and hope they can't get in."

Of course, that might trap THEM in the room. Maes wasn't seeing many options here.