Linna only turned to look at the window as she made her jump, her legs having already left the ground when her eyes turn to the window and take in the brief sight of a serene woman, drenched in eldritch moonshine and with her image distorted by rivulets of rain pouring down the mirror, giving her an overall ghastly impression that elicits a scream from the girl as her momentum sends her hurtling out of sight of the window. Tripping over her clogs from startlement, she ends up in a decidedly unladylike position on the ground, both sole protectors flying off and leaving her barefoot as she crashes into an old storage closet that the man had kept down here in the basement. It pops open, spilling forth needles and string and nails and several other generic working tools onto the ground and atop of her, though thankfully the hammer and screwdriver narrowly miss her head in the dark.<br/><br/>But her scream fades away into the inky darkness, and for a moment, nothing can be heard but the pattering of rain against the roof and window. Calm, serene. Hesitating a moment, Linna then chuckles softly to herself and begins to get up on her feet again. Patting her skirt down.. - and then it pushes itself up again. Blinking, she flapped her hand behind her, trying to determine if perhaps it was caught on something. Nope. She pulled it down and turned around. It started to rise again! And now, even her babydoll shirt started to move by itself, as though there were hands slipped past her bare underarms of the tight, sleeveless shirt and trying to drag it up along her form to pull it out.<br/><br/>With a start of surprise, she screams again, falling back down onto the ground with an oof. "What's this?!" The girl shrieks, hands running wildly over her body, as though trying to brush off invisible bugs. Yes, that is what it was, there must have been a rat's nest or something in the cupboard that she had dislodged! Disgusting!