What the hell is going on? Ugh it feels like my body is wrapped in the tight grip of a spirit! Rainee's mind screamed as the vortex spit her body out. She felt disoriented, dizzy, her legs felt shaky as she rose to her full height. Her vision was blurry as well, blinking to get her eyes to focus. Her eyes widened as she sight the sight before her. Music was playing at a dizzying speed, the loud notes of an organ reverberating around a grand ballroom, tiles of yellow and green were spattered across the large open room.

Once her body adjusted to being spit out of a portal, the cat-mother noticed that she was in a large grandiose ballroom, crystal chandeliers hung like glistening gems from the vast ceiling above the stunned nekojin. A meow escaped from her soft lips as she saw the dancers dancing a grand waltz back and forth against the the bright gray stone columns that helped support the celing above. Moving slowly forward, the anthro could feel the chill in the air, presumably coming from the ghosts.

Her arms wrapped around herself as she shivered slightly thinking I must have gotten warped...Omarion are you still here?

A blue orb bounced on her shoulder, hovering and blinking almost letting her knowing comfortingly that her sibling was still by her side. The orb floating around the kitty once, before it blinked almost giving her a silent message to be careful around the ghosts.

Rainee's white tail twitched at her brother's carefully blinked message. Her curiosity about the ghosts peaked as she stared at a man and woman almost mindlessly dancing. They seemed to be totally absorbed in their dance, almost as if they were moving in tune with the loud organ music that was moving in a crescendo. The nekojin's mind was trying to figure it out as she looked around and noticed another figure that didn't look pearly and transparent was in the room with her. She wondered who had been warped into the ballroom with her and her silver eyes caught the faint glow of the sigil above the shadowed area where the music was coming from. She wondered the significance of the glowing sigil.

But first before anything else \she wanted to know who else was in the room with her, in a soft voice she called "It looks like the vortex spit us out in this ballroom. My mind is still dizzy from being warped, but who are you? It feels like the master of the house spit us all out into different rooms for a challenge of some kind....".