Opening the door, the sound becomes abundantly clear: it's the sound of a crying child.  The room it seems is painted and designed to be a children's room or nursery, and there is a crib with a child in it, barely two by the looks of it.  You can also tell the child has a big, fluffy tail, and cat ears...<br/><br/>But you don't get much of an opportunity, for<em>literally</em>out of nowhere appears a woman, middle-aged with short, white hair, cerulean eyes, and dressed in a streamlined white coat, white gloves, and a look of utter<em>fury</em>on her face.<br/><br/>"<em>Leave my daughter alone!</em>" she shouts in a thick English accent, taking a swing at you, though it<em>barely</em>goes wide as you dodge to one side, and then throws another strike with a kick, and again it's a hair's width that your reflexes save you... and judging by the damage that kick does to the wall, she's clearly trained at this...<br/><br/>...and then she<em>vanishes</em>, in thin air not a trace of her...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">She missed, both attacks, and roll another Perception (6 hits) to realize that somebody has hacked your Cybereyes and is forcefully removing the woman's image from your vision...</div></div>