She wasn't sure what she expected from the old apartment, but Lisa certainly wasn't expecting the cloud of dust to come billowing out at her.

"It's a little dusty" Lisa said between coughs waving her hands infront of herself to get the dust cleared.

Lisa entered the decrepit apartment and looked around. There were stacks of boxes in every direction. Some were ruined by water damage some were covered in a thick layer of dust and dead spiders.

"I thought dad said that the builders put this stuff down here" Lisa muttered to herself.

As she wandered she looked through some of the boxes making mental notes of where the older records and antiques were. One room was calling to her in particular. It looked like it hadn't been touched and was frozen in time with old band posters littering the door some were torn abit at the corners. She entered the room there were still stacks of boxes but one in particular stuck out to her. The box was on an old worn down bean chair and it said '402', that was her apartment.

Lisa walked over to it. The lid was partially open she assumed that was from being placed carelessly. She grabed the box and set it in the center of the room being greeted by another cloud of dust.

"I'm gonna need a shower after this" Lisa said sighing.

She sat down opening the box. The first thing she grabbed was an old modified gear boy. The screen was cracked but it was an easy fix. She found a strap sticking out of the corner she moved stuff and found an old mask looking thing. She turned it over and saw it said Sal Fisher on the inside. She sat the two things down and picked up a tattered sanitys fall t-shirt. Lisa felt a strange chill as she picked up the mask as well. She placed the items into a black bag she found in the box and closed it, she then took the bag out of the box. She then closed the box placing it back where she found it.

Lisa suddenly felt as if she was being watched. She stood looking around in worry.

"What are you doing in my room?" Lisa froze hearing a gruff voice say it was kind of laid back.

Lisa slowly turned around to be met by a pair of dead brown eyes. Her blood ran cold as she stepped back. She was face to face with a ghost. He had long brown hair with the bangs swept back, a mole under his right eye, with a tattered sanity's fall shirt and ripped blue jeans.

"I-I...uh...." Lisa said fear coursing through her veins.

Lisa did the next best thing, she turned and took off running out the door leading into the rest of apartment and out the door to the elevator. Lisa slid down the wall of the elevator in shock.

"Who was that?!" Lisa muttered to herself.

"The cult is back you need to be careful" Lisa heard a male voice say. She looked up meeting her green eyes with a blue one.

He also seemed to be a spirit. He had that mask on with an orange jumpsuit. He had long blue hair that was just wild. Lisa just froze staring at the male wide eyed.

"W-who..." was all Lisa could manage befor she passed out from fear.

~~~

"Lisa?" A small voice said waking Lisa from her sleep.

"H-huh? Mols?" Lisa asked looking over to find her little sister standing there with her dad.

"Lisa? Honey what happened?! Are you ok?!" Travis asked his daughter.

"Yeah I-I'm ok" Lisa said standing and looking around.

"Ok..." Travis said looking worried.

~~~

Lisa sighed as she unpacked the last item from the box. She looked around her room thinking. She walked over to her desk and opened the bottom drawer she placed the black turtle neck in with the sanity's fall t-shirt and placed the gear boy and mask on top. She closed the drawer and locked it.

Lisa walked to her bed and later down slowly drifting to sleep, but not without wondering, 'Who were those spirits?' as the world faded to black