I was hearing voices and yells in the hall. There was no time to deal with whoever was in front of me (Yolbah). I dashed out toward the sound.

I took the celebi into a dark room, locked her there, and sat in front of the door.

I walked toward the noise and saw Kenny.

I stare at Ert.

I glared threateningly. "Who are you?"

"That's none of your concern, I must say." I reply.

Fear crept into my heart. I had to pursue reasons, no matter what the cost. "This mansion killed my friend. It also left a strange note in my hands. If you don't tell me what this (I made a ta-da gesture at the mansion), I'll have to attack."

"Well your friend's blood has ruined my carpet." I mutter quietly. "And besides, this is MY mansion. Everything that happens here always goes my way. So, at least, who are you, knowing the fact you've intruded and I have every right to murder you senselessly." I say.

"So this is YOUR mansion. Does that mean... you killed him?" I asked. I got into a fighting stance, ready to block any attacks.

Zack appeared at the doorway. "Hey man, I just found a sack of golf clubs! You need one to whack these silly ghosts to death?"

"Well, I didn't kill him, simply. My friends did. I found a celebi, too. And it will become my celebi..." I say. "I honestly don't like killing."

"Your friends?" I asked menacingly.
"And how are YOU so casual?" I asked to the person who appeared in the doorway. "I don't know who either of you are, but I'd guess that you got in here the same way I did.

"You're so pathetic. This mansion isn't just a building, it's brought to life by dead souls. Listening to each one of my commands. I've only been killed here like... Twice? That's not important, though." I say.

Zack shrugged. "Kinda." Something else caught his eye. "I think I'm gonna leave you two alone for now."

"If that's not important, what is? My only goal here is to get out." I mutter. "And if dead souls reanimate the mansion.....this is going to be hard."