The loud knocking on the door distracted the relaxing, ethereal woman. With a raised brow, she stood up, wondering who might look for her this late at night.
"Coming!" She shrieked, causing the windows to tremble and the visitors to plug their ears despite the distance.
After walking to the door and opening it, the radiant visage of a banshee met her eyes. 'No. She looks like one but is not. Wait, why does she resemble Number six?' She thought, confusion veiling her features as the strange ghost pounced on her.
"It's been so long, big sis!" Nova's melodious scream, contrasting sharply with her shrieks, entered her ears, deepening her perplexity as she hugged her.
