A whoosh of icy air pushed against Tadashi, and he leaned forwards in an attempt to stay standing, gritting his teeth and squeezing his eyes shut to protect them against the cold wind. As soon as it had started, however, it stopped, and Tadashi looked around the room in confusion before his attention was brought back to the screen of his camera. As he'd expected, there was nothing there.

"Hiro, what was that?" he asked, surprising himself at how shaky his voice sounded.

"I, uh I don't know. She just kinda ran at you, like, really fast." Hiro also sounded shaken, and Tadashi felt a sudden urge to reach through the camera and hold him in a tight embrace.

"Do you know where she went?" asked Tadashi, turning around slowly as he had done before to give his younger brother a good view of the room.

"No, she's not there anymore – ow!"

"Hiro? What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing, I just stubbed my toe on the bed. I've, uh, been pacing a little." Hiro chuckled sheepishly, and Tadashi let out a relieved laugh, running a hand down his face. "Oh, great. Looks like Baymax has joined the party." Tadashi smiled as he heard the distant sound of his robot greeting Hiro.

"Okay. Well, aside from our most recent ghostly encounter, I don't think there's anything here for us to burn now that the violin and the bath have disappeared."

"How would you even burn a bath?" wondered Hiro as Tadashi began moving towards the door, flicking on the light switch and allowing himself a moment to breath and calm himself as he looked around the room.

"We'd find a way," replied Tadashi, slowly making his way around the room, this time in the light, to make sure he hadn't missed anything.

"Oh, and on your way back can you turn up the heating?"

"Why?" asked Tadashi absently, as he peeked inside a few boxes. There was nothing but parts for wardrobes and beds, dusty clothing, and the odd photo album.

"Because it's suddenly got freezing cold in here. I'm talking arctic temperature, so if you could check out the heating, that'd be great."

"What did you say?" Tadashi froze in his tracks, feeling his heart begin to beat faster as he processed his brother's words. "Hiro."

"I said, you should check the heating. Jeez, do you need your ears tested or something? I'm sure we can book an appointment for when we get back."

"Hiro, how cold is it where you are? This is important."

"Is now really the best time to mother hen?"

"Hiro!"

"Okay, fine. It's pretty cold here. I'm gonna need gloves soon."

"Come and meet me." Tadashi all but sprinted towards the door, although had to slow down in his descent down the steep, narrow stairs.

"What? Why?"

"Just do it, Hiro."

"Not until you tell me why." Tadashi cursed his brother's tendency to be stubborn, feeling the panic building in his chest.

"Where exactly did she run to?"

"What?"

"The woman, when she ran at me. What direction was she heading in?"

"Yours, duh."

"You know what I mean, Hiro. Was she really looking at me?"

"What? Tadashi, are you sure you're feeling okay?"

"Who was she making eye contact with? Me, or you?"

"Well…" Hiro paused in thought. "It was in your direction, but her eyes seemed fixed on the camera lens, like she was looking through it straight at me. It was really creepy."

"And where exactly did she run to?"

"Oh my God."

"Hiro!"

"Me, Tadashi, she was running at me. She was making eye contact with me the entire time!"

Hiro felt his heart rate speed up as his mind clouded with panic. His bedroom seemed to be cooling down with every second and he could now see small clouds of condensed air forming in front of him every time he breathed. Suddenly, he heard the sound of water dripping, and hHHe felt his stomach flip as he turned to look beside him, gasping loudly as he realised there was a puddle on the ground that definitely wasn't there before. The old floorboards were soaked with water and it seeped into the darkened wood, expanding as if it had been poured there seconds ago.

"Baymax?" Hiro looked up with fearful, wide eyes at the robot. "Is there someone here?"

"Yes." Baymax replied, tilting his head as if he were confused by the question. "There is someone next to you."

Hiro started to call for Tadashi, but instead let out a strangled scream as he felt an icy hand wrap around his ankle in an iron grip. He looked down to try to catch a glimpse of what was holding him, but there was nothing there – just air. Hiro panicked and looked desperately to Baymax, before the thing holding his ankle pulled, sending him crashing to the suddenly dry floor.

"Tadashi!" Hiro called out desperately, screaming in fright as the thing holding him began to drag him towards the back of the room where the wardrobe was. Hiro dug his fingernails into the floorboards in an attempt to prevent the frozen hand from pulling him, but it was in vain as his nails painfully scraped across the wood. He scrabbled at the floor, trying to get some kind of grip to stop himself from being pulled, but the more he tried the faster he was dragged. Hiro looked behind him and let out another scream of terror as he saw the doors of the wardrobe were wide open and void of clothing, as if waiting for him to enter. He renewed his efforts, tears of frustration pouring down his face as he realised he was helpless in the vice-like grip of the thing that had him.

"HIRO!" Tadashi burst in through the door to his little brother's room, the screams that came through the speaker on the camera echoing in his mind. He heard his brother calling out and looked over to the wardrobe just in time to see Hiro's outstretched hand disappearing inside the wardrobe, before the door slammed shut with an echoing bang, leaving nothing but a silent room.

It took Tadashi mere seconds to sprint to the wardrobe, trying with all his might to force the door open before calling Baymax over.

"Kick it down!" he said desperately. Baymax's leg raised and hit the door gently. "Punch it!" Baymax raised his arm and made contact with the wood in a pathetic attempt at a punch, and Tadashi made a strangled noise of frustration.

Running towards Hiro's bedside table, Tadashi grabbed the lamp, not bothering to unplug it as he forcefully yanked it from the surface, causing the cable to be pulled from the base, leaving frayed wiring coming out of the ends of the plastic covering. With all his strength, he lifted it above his head and brought it crashing down on the door a number of times, the last time finally succeeding in breaking the door, as well as fracturing the lamp, causing spider web cracks to cover the porcelain base. He threw the broken light to the side, paying no attention to it as it completely smashed upon contact with the floor. He wrapped his fingers around the splintered wood where the lamp had made a hole, pulling the old door open with such force it was surprising the thing stayed on its hinges, ignoring the pain in his fingers as the sharp splinters dug into his hands. He searched the inside, pushing aside clothing – including the navy coat – and banging at the wooden panels at the back before slumping to the ground in defeat, feeling tears beginning to burn in his eyes as he rested his head in his hands.

"Hiro is here."

"What?" Tadashi looked up at his robot, who was standing above him.

"Hiro is here."

"No, Baymax, he isn't. We just watched him get pulled into oblivion." Tadashi knew he should, but he just couldn't find the energy to cry. How would he ever explain this to Aunt Cass?

"Hiro is here. He is still in the building."

It took Tadashi a moment to process what Baymax had said, before he jumped up with renewed energy and hope shining in his wide eyes. "What? Where?"

"I do not know, but he is here."

Tadashi barely let Baymax finish his sentence before he took off, running out of the room and calling for Hiro.