The old couple would just smile politely at Deva, not minding that she had mistaken how old the building had been. Not everyone knew the history of the town like they did, and it always made them happy to see young people take an interest in the history of the town. Otherwise, since the angel didn't have any more questions, they wouldn't say more to Deva, letting her skip off, thinking that she was about to go talk to her grandfather or something like that.
"Aksuna has a daughter?! But she looks so young! Nineteen years old... That means, at the youngest she's like... 35. But that's only if she had a kid super young!" Isa seemed more shocked by that than a lot of the things that she had run into at this point. And a part of her wondered how the woman had kept herself looking so young. Then again, Serp had never let her know her own age, so for all she knew she was older than she looked as well... Which also meant that for all she knew she had children in her home Story... That was a new idea that she hadn't even considered before, now being faced with that possibility.
"So we're expected... Meaning that this might be some kind of trap? Kinda complex if it is though... I'm not sure what would be gained by making it this complex." She said, thinking about what the reasoning was on this one.
Then the ice wolf would listen to the lesson on ghosts, nodding and holding the broom, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. But then her eyes would go wide at the explanation of the broom, holding it a bit more carefully as she realized the kind of power that was in the weapon.
"This building does seem more secure than the others now that you mention it... Like there's no real secret way in..." Aksuna had been sure that this place wouldn't be easy to break into. The walls were thicker than the usual building material, and the building's fire exits were hidden in the walls so that you couldn't use them to get in. Basically, anyone that wanted to get in would have to go through the main door, meaning that Aksuna could only get attacked from one direction, allowing her to defend herself. At this point no one tried though, as the only time that Aksuna become properly angry was when they brought her family into things. After a few thugs were made an example of, they stopped showing up at her daughter's concerts.
The two would have no problem breaking into the building, Isa seeming a bit unnerved knowing that she may have been torn in half by the shadows that she used to sneak through. It took her a bit to register that fact, but by the time she did she was unable to express her fear from that moment, as there would be some immediate things wrong with the room in front of them.
The lobby was... well it was your average concert hall lobby, with a long hallway that led into a few different doors to get them into the seating area for the violin concert. However, rather than a straight hallway, it seemed to slowly twist, going into a loop until by the end of the hallway, everything was upside down. The floor slowly spiraled and twisted as it went down the hall until it became the ceiling, while the ceiling twisted as well until it became the floor by the end of the hallway. The hallway seemed warped, unnatural, as though some sort of forced had made it twist around like that. But that was only the first thing that was wrong, as more evidence of strange happenings would be obvious from looking over to the main desk, where normally a woman would be there to direct them in case they needed to find the bathroom or one of the back offices. And well... there was a woman there, sprawled out across the desk with blank eyes...
The woman was sprawled across the deck, an impressively large, throbbing cock standing proudly between her legs. Her blouse was wide open, and her skirt and panties were strewn across the floor. Her hand was vigorously pumping up and down the length of her shaft, arousal clear from her body language, a deep flush to her face, her cock throbbing more and more as she stroked. Yet her expression was almost completely blank, as though her mind was completely gone as she stroked herself faster and faster. Not a single moan would escape her lips, not making a sound as she continued to stroke more and more. She didn't even seem to register that Deva was there, eyes blank as her expression as her body moved almost on its own since it was clear that her mind wasn't there... But then if Deva looked closer, she'd see that there was ghostly hand behind her, a single finger of that spiritual hand phasing through the side of the woman's head, seeming to have phased into her brain. Then the hand would withdraw, and the ghost that Deva had been seeing would float above the masturbating woman, a smirk on her face as she floated fully into sight.
She had long, flowing hair, that complimented her long flowing dress that followed behind her. Her pale skin was revealed through a low cut top, and her equally pale face. She was slightly see through, further betraying her ghostly nature as she gave a slight smile, her eyes being a dark black with a red iris, the spirit looking the two of them over. Then she spoke, her voice a whisper, yet at the same time seeming to echo through the building as she floated.
"Welcome Deva... I've been expecting you... You've walked right into my trap..." She said, seeming not to realize that the angel had already caught on to what she was doing. As she said that, the doors behind them would lock, and a ghostly fog would flow in through the door, somehow disconnecting the shadow from the outside so that not even the shadow would be an escape route. And said fog would flow throughout the lobby, the ghost seeming supremely confident in her position.
"You won't be leaving here any time soon..." As she said that, the woman at the desk would make the first sound she made since Deva had entered. And it was a soft moan as her cock spasmed, semen shooting out from that long, throbbing member. Though as she came, the air would seem to shift a little, and the walls would seem... moist? Actually looking closely they were beginning to drip a deep white fluid, streams of thick, white fluid flowing down from the top of the wall. Before long the walls would be coated in a layer of white... stuff... flowing down them more and more, and Deva could almost feel the warmth that came from that wide fluid. It would keep flowing, more and more, yet it wouldn't pool much on the floor, just coating the walls completely, as though the ghost had somehow filled the walls with semen as it just kept flowing and flowing. In the midst of this the ghost would bow, still in the air.
"Elizabeth Alverta IV at your service, darlings... Of course... You may be at my service soon..."
With that she'd suddenly, with incredible speed float backwards through the twisting hallway, phasing through the door at the end of the hall as she did so, leaving the two of them in the room, the woman still masturbating while the walls continued to flow with cum. Some sort of spectral cum at that, because a closer look would reveal that it almost seemed to glow just a little bit with ghostly power and energy.
