Late Night Cemetery Run!

Yang Ji Hye

One, two, and Ji Hye was utterly lost down the rabbit hole called Trust. Wanting to be able to believe in somebody, she had reached the point where she could ignore all other warning signs. And anyways, she figured distantly, having a human constantly prodding her for information was no different from what the spirits did on a regular basis. Only, there was only one of the Doctor and she doubted he would follow her everywhere. People, after all, had to sleep at some time. It already was an improvement.

And though that creepy air around the man still persisted, what most people would have interpreted as a clear sign to run away as far as possible, Ji Hye merely accepted as a fact of life. It would have been kind of hypocritical of her to judge somebody just off of that one aspect. Personally, too, the girl found this brand of creepiness strangely reassuring now that she was beginning to get used to it. In general, creepiness was like this constant undercurrent that she could always expect to be there if she looked for it. Prior experience had also shown her that the creepiest people were also the ones who had the most skill and information. That was just how it was in this section of the supernatural. Normalcy was absurd.

"Um, I don't know where I'm supposed to start." The explanation had changed so many times over the years depending on her emotional state that she wasn't sure how she was supposed to tell it now. Every one of those times had been the truth, of course, but sometimes she put more emphasis on things and sometimes she left things out. Which, the girl supposed, was a pretty normal way of going about it. It was just so confusing trying to pick out what parts were the really important ones when so much had happened. "Um, I don't think it's possible to fit everything in right now."

But already in fear of disappointing the Doctor, she made an attempt. "Like I said, um, my mother's side had lots of miko and my father's was unlucky. There's a power in both sides, though, called Dark Sight. It lets us see natural spirits which haven't manifested on the physical plane. Ah. Sorry, maybe you don't know what that means?" She fidgeted, hoping that she didn't sound condescending or anything but this was usually the point where confusion started.

"The physical plane is the one that normal people are on. The spiritual plane is a general one that goes parallel on top of it. And then there's a bunch of sub planes in between, too. If you have Dark Sight or something like it, you'll be able to see all of the planes between and including the two. Since the plane for deceased spirits is above the one for natural spirits, I can't see any ghosts. The divine plane is the highest one, so I can't see anything from there either. But sometimes they shift down to the spiritual plane so I can." Ji Hye clasped her hands together, anxiously. "D-does this make any sense? S-sorry."

Yang Ji Hye

Um, did I say something weird? Ji Hye was sure that she had said something weird; why else would the Doctor have such a strange, flushed look on his face? Wait, but then again, he had already been acting kind of weird throughout their entire meeting. Maybe it was just her, then. Often times, she just worried about the slightest things and there was no stopping her anxiety at all. He’s probably thinking really hard about how this stuff works. It was complicated material so that was completely, utterly, totally understandable.

Luckily for Stross, Ji Hye was dead set on putting everything in her head in his favor.

“Um, okay, then! I-I guess I’ll call you if anything new comes up then,” she said as she took the sheet from him. It was a bit weird to be taking a phone number from somebody; Ji Hye didn’t think she had ever exchanged information with anybody ever. Except for Mr. Wong but he was her counselor so in her mind, it kind of went into a different category. On the same note, though, then maybe the Doctor should go into that same category.

When she was given the notebook, she momentarily came to a blank. Since she didn’t have a cellphone, there wasn’t much to write down. First, she wrote down where she lived on campus. But it seemed so small and insignificant on the paper that she went ahead and wrote down her schedule, too. There. It looked so much better now.

"I-is this okay?"

Yang Ji Hye

"Um, you're welcome?" Her voice came out as a whisper as she stared at the man. It didn't seem as if he had heard her and immediately, she felt embarrassed that she had even tried. When the ward came down, Ji Hye felt the chains begin to move around more lively, as was the norm. They had probably already been moving like that ever since she and the Doctor had started talking but all of those motions had been turned so sluggish by the barrier that now she felt a little taken aback at their sudden energy.

Dazed, she watched as Doctor Leonhart (wisely) fled the area before any spirits could get to him. By the way the chains were tugging at her, it seemed like they were all aware that the ward had vanished. They were bound to be curious about what had happened. One spirit, she could handle, but several all at once? On a night when they were feeding? No no no no no! That was suicide! Hurriedly, Ji Hye exited the mausoleum. She could still faintly see the Doctor as he made his escape but at least, he was heading in the opposite direction from which she felt the spirits stirring from.

Which meant. She would have to face them alone, then.

Well, I guess it's nothing I'm not already used to.