It was around the afternoon when the rain finally broke and the sun shined through the bedroom window.

Slowly, Ripley's eyes opened to see the sunlight shining through the window and rubbed her eyes. Seeing the bright sun inferred it the afternoon and they've slept past breakfast.

Her dark eyes moved towards a sleeping Matt as he snored softly in his sleep.

Hadn't moved an inch since he went to sleep.

Checked his pulse to be sure.

Wanting to refresh herself, Ripley opted to take a bath.

The hot water would've woken her up more.

Ripley slowly moved away from Matt and pushed herself off the bed.

She hobbled towards the door closest to the bed and stepped inside the massive loo complete with a large bathtub in the back.

Stretching her limbs as she walked towards the bathtub, Ripley yawned as she tossed off her clothes and prepared her bath.

Took no time to fill the tub and the loo filled with steam as Ripley sat in the bathtub in the warm water.

It warmed her up and energized her compared to the cold rain sapping her energy. The warmth of the sun from the stylized window helped as well as it beamed down on her.

Finishing, Ripley carefully stepped out of the bathtub and went to dry herself off with the towels. As she did, she caught sight of something in the large French mirror towards the wall.

Slowly, her wet feet pattered against the granite flooring as she neared the mirror.

She spotted red lines on it, those weren't there before, and upon closer inspection, she saw in clear writing.

HELP ME

It wasn't blood like one would think in a situation like this. It looked written in lipstick.

As Ripley didn't wear lipstick, she didn't know how this ended up on the mirror.

Matt wouldn't do anything like this and she'd see him sneaking in. Not to mention, Matt wouldn't have red lipstick on him.

She'd know about it.

Matt would've told her ahead of time.

He can't tell lies to save his life, even if he tried to hide it from her.

Looking at the words as they're on the mirror, Ripley caught sight of something moving behind her, obscured by the fogged-up mirror.

It wasn't Matt, didn't feel like him.

He'd tell her if he was in loo wit her and she'd would've saw him coming in.

Ripley would've gone to get Matt, but for some reason the message on the mirror's not registering on her mind as important or urgent.

She felt compelled to finish washing up.

Slowly, Ripley slowly turned her head.

She didn't see anything yet and when she fully turned around, there's nothing there.

Sighing, Ripley turned her head back to the sink and took the time to brush her teeth.

She brought in their toothbrushes and toothpaste last night before she turned in.

No one wants cavities during a long adventure and Ripley dreads dentists on top of medical doctors.

Brushing her teeth, Ripley's mind wandered, and when she finished, she cleaned up.

Wiping her mouth with a plush towel on the side of the sink, Ripley sighed as she dried herself and went towards the fresh clothes Patata fetched for her so she'd have something to wear while he cleaned hers and Matt's clothes after they took their baths and handed them off to him.

Matt's replacement jacket's Edwardian with gold buttons and a darker brown lapel than the rest of the jacket.

If anything, Matt might take it with him when they finally leave the manor.

Whether Liliana gives him a bill for it, well, it shouldn't cost so terribly much.

Patata helped Ripley pick an outfit to wear while hers in the wash.

For a Sontaran butler, Patata had taste, more than his counterparts.

Matt's going to look like a refined gentleman when he switches clothes.

Ripley's about to become a less refined lady without the long skirt. Some stitched trousers, instead. Her replacement jacket's shorter around the waist so it doesn't drag across the ground.

Slowly Ripley unrobes the towel as she's about to change when she suddenly halted and pulled her towel up to her chest.

She felt a presence behind her and it wasn't Matt's.

There's a heavy air and made it hard for Ripley to breath as she felt her legs freezing in place in fright.

Slowly, Ripley uneasily turned her head and her heart started to race.

It's… it's…

It's… Victor!

But… he looked monochrome… stood out in the room of colour.

Didn't talk, didn't react, motionlessly standing there, his black and white body.

"H-how…?" Ripley blinked.

She's not dreaming!

She's not dreaming!

She's not dreaming!

Slowly, he approached her with his arms raised.

Expressionless or not, there's still a heavy presence of malice and he's coming towards her with his arms outreached.

Paralyzed with fear, Ripley frighteningly screams, "No!"

Her would-be attacker's halted by the sudden appearance of the strange man Melia seen.

Ripley saw him clearly, he wore a brown long coat and a blue suit with a red bowtie.

He grabbed the monochrome Victor and dragged him away, disappearing into the unknown, leaving behind a terrified Ripley.

She heard thudding noises and Matt stumbled in, pulling up his pants as he looked afraid after hearing Ripley suddenly shout in fright.

He hurried towards her and rested his hands on her exposed shoulders.

"Ellie, are you alright?" Matt breathlessly asked as he looked at her.

He couldn't help use her real name, the sudden scream jolted him away and he couldn't help but run into the loo.

"I-I'm fine…" Ripley's voice wavered.

Matt checked her and she affirmed that she wasn't hurt.

Holding her close, Matt's wearied eyes moved towards the smudge on the mirror and noticed the words.

He asked what happened and Ripley told him about finding the writing on the mirror and seeing a monochrome Victor reaching out to her, then the sudden appearance of the man that Melia seen.

"Help me," Matt's eyes look at the message on the mirror.

Whoever the spectral menace was, well, he won't be any happier alive or dead when Matt catches up to him.

Sighing, Matt soothed Ripley and when she's finally calm, he decided to take his bath as she changed into her clothes.

It's the least he can do to in order to give her a peace of mind.

Soaking in the tub, Matt's body covered in pleasingly scented bath bubbles as Ripley walked over.

"What the hell's going on here?" Ripley wondered as she uneasily looked around.

She wasn't crazy.

She saw Victor… monochrome as he looked.

However, this time, it wasn't one of her nightmares.

Somehow, whatever's going on created a monochromic version that would've caused her harm hadn't whoever Melia seen stopped him from coming towards her.

It suggested that there's more to this bizarre adventure and Ripley doesn't like it one bit.

Matt reached out and she took his hand.

Squeezing her hand, Matt said that he'll figure it out.

He always does.

"I'm going down to the dining room," Ripley said to him her plan.

She's hungry, having fasted until the afternoon, so she wants to break it with lunch.

Maybe she can ask Melia, Liliana, and Patata if they ever encountered something like it.

Of course, she's going to omit the fact she'd seen a monochrome homicidal maniac.

"Alright, stay there until I come down, okay?" Matt asked her to wait for him before she goes off anywhere.

For now, he wants to keep an eye on her.

"I will, stay safe," Ripley stroked his hand and Matt subtly pulled her towards him.

Planting a firm kiss, Matt told her he will, and for her to do the same.

Pulling away, Ripley retrieved the clothes he came with and took them with her as she left the loo and gathered hers.

With them neatly folded, Ripley took them with her as she left their bedroom and proceeded to make her way down the stairs.

As she reached the bottom, she met Patata at the bottom and she handed off hers and Matt's clothes.

"You look magnificent, madam," Patata complimented on the clothes Ripley picked out.

Ripley thanked him for the compliment.

Which is something odd considering she thanked a Sontaran.

Yet, here she was thanking him for helping her pick the outfit out.

With their pockets cleaned out, nothing should get washed that shouldn't, and Ripley left to go to the dining room where Liliana and Melia chatted over sandwiches.

"Oh, there you are," Liliana's hazel eyes moved towards Ripley as she came into the dining room.

Ripley asked if they can talk and Liliana nods.

"When this ghost, whatever, sent things disarray, did you notice something missing, like a lipstick?" Ripley asked Liliana a question.

Pondering, Liliana shrugged her shoulders as she said everything's accounted for.

Melia spoke up and said that she noticed a color missing from her array of lipsticks the other day. She thought Liliana borrowed it and forgot to give it back, it happens.

"Yeah, I think I found it, on the loo mirror in our room," Ripley told them about the 'HELP ME' written with lipstick on the mirror.

"Red, right?" Ripley asked.

Melia nodded and said it's cherry red, it went next to the summer red, and surprised when Ripley told her whatever their ghost is, used it to write the message on the mirror.

"Listen, something's going on. I don't know what it is, but it has something to do with your ghost," Ripley told them about her encounter with a malicious entity trying to grab her in the loo. It only stopped when the man fitting Melia's description grabbed and dragged it away before it could reach Ripley.

Liliana immediately asked if she's alright and she nodded.

She said that if not for the man, who knows what could've happened to her in the short amount of time she screamed and Matt barging in.

"This is troubling," Liliana cupped her hands together.

She's worried that this means an escalation of the situation and she feared that if it continues, one of them risked running into this supposed entity.

Ripley got lucky, but there's a higher chance whoever encounters it next won't be.

"Maybe we should leave…" Melia looked towards Liliana.

At first, they only had things strewn about.

Melia started seeing a man.

Now, Ripley's nearly attacked in the loo by an unknown entity.

Melia's frightened what'll happen next.

Liliana showed that despite her years out of the army, she's not shaken by this turn of events, and stated that her people taught her that no challenge is impossible.

"I will not tolerate this, not in our home!" Liliana hissed as she gritted her teeth, her slightly sharp whitened teeth glistened in the light.

She stated that because of this turn of event, she'll ensure Matt and Ripley have the tools they need to finally put an end to this.

Then, she plans on stringing whoever's foolish to cause these disturbances above a well-made fire with her watching him struggle.

"It happened in the afternoon, I don't know what changed," Ripley scratched the side of her head as she didn't understand what happened.

She only knew that her ticker still worked, so the "good" doctor wasn't wrong when he said she'll live to a hundred or so with it in her heart.

However, having been frightened, might've shaved some years off that estimate.

"I know only one thing, this ends tonight, and I intend to punish whoever's responsible," Liliana made it clear she's no longer patient.

Having them frightened and her possessions strewn about, it's enough for her to drop her posh act and bring out her military stance.

Sighing, Ripley said that she doesn't know where to start.

They turned their heads when they heard Matt stepping into the dining room wearing the clothing picked out for him.

Let's say Ripley had fun picturing Matt wearing clothes while she and Patata picked them out for him.

"Ah, Doctor, we were just discussing what's been happening," Liliana glanced up to see Matt as he walked around and took his seat across from Ripley.

Matt put the scanner on the table as he used his Sonic Screwdriver to tweak it.

With it, he calibrated to match the biometrics he scanned with his Sonic Screwdriver in the loo.

Matt didn't want to overuse it, but this situation called for him to bend his own rule.

"Whatever nearly attacked you's corporeal. The man who saved you, wasn't," Matt talked to them. "So, I'm thinking that if it's not a rift or a tear, that there's some sort of interference that charged up from the storms. Misplaced. Shouldn't be here, but the storms drew it here. The storm last night must've given it enough energy to appear."

Liliana, Melia, and Ripley watched Matt tirelessly explained that they needed to artificially create the energy and force the interference to show.

With the very things he and Ripley set out around the manor in the known spots Melia saw the man, they'll use it to pull the separate entity and the man apart and keep them in place in fixed points.

The idea, trap whatever nearly attacked Ripley and pull out the stuck man, then when it's all said and done, cause a nasty feedback that'll kill or disperse the entity.

Think of it as two walls closing in, but instead of it slow and methodical, it's squashes the entity into nothingness. No chance for it to stop it. No chance for it to escape.

"How're you going to do that?" Melia asked Matt how he planned to artificially influence the interference.

Thinking, Matt stated he had a way.

Let's say it involves using a certain blue beauty to be the agitator.