Mitch looked around. She was in sumone's house. The fire was going and a door was cracked open, it which voices came out of. Mitch hesitated, then tried to go to the door but she was stuck against the wall. The voices grew louder and Mitch struggled to get free from the wall. She tried to take off her over shirt, which was binding her to the wall, but it wouldn't come off. The door swung open and the voices stopped. Mitch felt around at grabbed a vase. She held it up to her face, but knew it was not covering anything. The vase exploded. Mitch held her hands up in defeat. "Why did you break that vase? That was very expensive!" "We have an intruder. Worry about the vase later." Mitch scrunched up her face to hear the conversation. *Are they for real?* "What is your name?" "Mitch" she said at once. There was a small opening between one of her buttons. She looked thru and saw a purple-eyed woman peeking in at her. Mitch straightened up. “Take of the shirt!” she demanded. “Well, you see-“ “SILENCE, DEMON!” “But I’m not…I can’t…” “AND WHYYYY can’t you?” “Because, hehe, I’m stuck to the wall.” “YOU’RE LIEING!” “I AM NOT!...look” Mitch slithered down the wall to the point where the shirt would not let her go down any more. “..Oh.” “Gees, Botan, hey, let me help you out.” A lady had come over to help Mitch out. When the shirt was finally off, Mitch and the two women were being introduced. “I am Botan. The woman who helped you out is Keiko. How did you get here?” “Well, it was the weirdest thing, I was running towards a door and I went right thru it, shirt and all.” The woman called Botan gave a somewhat scared face expression. “Er…what?” “Keiko,...this gurl must have Flowd!” Keiko gave a chuckle. “Botan please, she couldn’t have...that’s impossible. I mean she would have Flowd. She doesn’t have the power-“ “But we don’t know her...she might have...” Both women stared. “Um...” Mitch began to feel uncomfortable. “Well, we’re going to have to hide her and her shirt.” “Hey! W-what?” Mitch was confused, and refused to enter the closet. “Don’t ask questions just get in there!” And she was thrown in. “But WHY must I hide?” Botan grabbed the closet door. “...The men will be home soon...”