<strong> Ioa Zidanelia <br/>Time: 2:20pm<br/>Location: Toshima Ward, in her apartment building. <br/>Tagging: GM </strong><br/><br/>Ioa was just about to turn around when no reply came.<em>This was stupid</em>, she decided, she would call law inforcement. So she started to turn on her toes, slowly, then the banging against the door, that made she spin around like an electric toy top. She stood there, frozen, just a couple of feet in front of the door, and watched it swing open on its own account.<br/><br/>The first thing that caught her eye was the mess,<em>well that certainly explains the noise</em>, she thought. The next was the little puffy ghost thing standing there, or floating there, something she didn't believe she really saw. Then she saw the two dead bodies laying there in gruesome detail. This put her into an state of shock, she had never seen a dead human body before, besides her mother's at her funeral, which simply looked as if she could've been in a cold sleep. Hell, Ioa didn't even watch gory horror films, she liked horror, she didn't like blood and guts. She would've screamed, if she didn't put her hand over her mouth to try to hold in her lunch that threatened to come back up at the sight.<br/><br/>It felt like minutes, but it was probably only moments. Then that thing talked, making Ioa's eyes dart up to meant its eyes. Normally her reflexes were good, but she didn't have time to think or move as the plate came flying towards her. So it hit, fairly squarely on her head, causing her to stumble back and fall on her butt in the hall. "Owe!" She complained as she rubbed her now very sore head. "Try to be a good neighbor, and I come across Caspar the not-so-Friendly Ghost on a murderous rampage." She mumbled, forgetting for a second that Caspar the not-so-Friendly Ghost was still there. However, she realized that immediately. "Oh shit!" She said and managed to shoot up to her feet unstably. She picked up the plate and threw it back at the ghost. Then she ran, ran for the stairs and started going down them, hoping that she could make it outside where she could be less trapped. She didn't know if this was real or not, but she didn't care if it was or if people thought she was crazy, that plate hitting her head felt real enough for her.