"Ring…. Ring… ring…."
Loud ringing pulled Eric out of his sleep. he stumbled around and grabbed onto the phone on the table beside his bed. "Hello...."
"Mister Eric... my daughter. She's gone. Oh my god, she locked herself in her room last night and now she's not in the room. The window is shattered. We can't find her… we called the cops and they are searching for her." The client's father panicked and sobbed.
Eric sat up straight. "We will get there. Rest assured sir we will find your daughter," he patted Yuna's drool-soaked face hard.
Dazedly, she woke up blinking up at him. "Wake up, our possessed girl has run away."
Yuna tiredly yawned as he climbed out of the bed. "It's only five! why did she have to run away so early in the morning?"
Eric gazed out the window. "it's still dark outside. We only have a few hours before she starts to feel the effect of the sunlight,"
Lower-level ghosts are very sensitive to the sun.
