"So, what are we doing dresses like this?" Danny asked, pulling at his vest.
"Because in my part of town this is how everyone dresses. We're the ghosts of all those who were either killed, murdered or who just have a hard time leaving our time period. Personally I like to stay with a family and watch their lives\tab unfold before all of our eyes rather than stay in one place. Though I am somewhat known for occasional hauntings in the same place. Ever hear of the ship the Queen Mary 2? I've haunted there before but usually in the form of a cook sinec women really didn't play a part on ships during wars. And, of course, the Hawthorne Hotel in Massachusetts. Many witches died there...But I think that my personal favorite would have to be the old Whaley House in Old Town San Diego, California. But that's just me." With that said she began to braid Sam's hair while raising an eyebrow at Tucker. "You can't wear that hat. Nobody wears those hats. Look in the chest over there,"she said, nodding her head in the direction of a very old and rusted pirate-like chest. She smiled a bit as she braided Sam's hair before looking at them all. "Well...is everyone ready?"

"20 boats surrounded us...1500 people were in the water and only one boat came back...One! And as I watched the baot come closer I began to feel warmer. And I realized that I was no longer in the water but floating above, watching as those on the boat passed my body, along with my sisters, mother and father. I was 20 years old that night..." The somber voice faded away and Alexandria smiled sadly before bowing. "Thank you Elizabeth. Your story has touched us all, no doubt." As the young ghost left with tears in her neon green eyes, Dria faced her three companions. "Her name is Elizabeth Monroe. Her sisters died as well but, strangely enough, they merely went to the 'other side',"she explained. A large stable loomed overhead and Dria smirked. "Now you three will see the very horse I grew up with." The whinnies grew louder as ghost, half-breed and two humans walked in. Large war-horses and timid ponies watched as they walked towards the back. Standing in a large stall was an equally large horse with black and white spots in its hair and fur; its blue eyes gazed down at them with joy and happiness. "This is Victoria, named after the queen. She's a gypsy and died soon after I had," Alexandria explained while stroking the horse's muzzle. Dria stepped back and allowed the others to pet her old friend. "She's gorgeous. But I think she would have been better off in the wild," Sam said. "She was abandonned at birth because her mother was killed by a pack of wolves. We saved her from the wild," Dria explained. Sam coughed a bit before their attention was drawn to three little girls, giggling and running under the long legs of a large race horse. "You see Danny, not all ghosts are evil. Just misunderstood."

"Is that Skulker!" Danny, Sam and Tucker all watched as Skulker and another ghost dance in the large ballroom. Dria nodded with a smile before watching the others. As their shock wore off Sam and Danny began to dance as well as they could to the old Victorian music. Tucker pouted a bit before spotting a teenaged ghost standing alone; putting on his so-called charm the two starting to dance as well. "Wonderful. Now that they know what most ghosts are like, maybe -" Dria was cut off as a large ecto-blast destroyed half of one of the walls. Gasps erupted from the ballroom as three figures flew in; Danny, Sam and Tucker quickly ran over to Dria, whose once friendly face was now blackened with hatred. "Who are they?" Danny asked.
"Danny, remember when I said not all ghosts are evil? Well, many ghosts aren't. But some are. These three are pure evil. Pure evil is never supposed to leave the spirit realm but once it does and is born into the human world, all hell breaks loose. And once it dies it torments us and sometimes is able to be released back to the homes they lived in before they died. These three are Sidious, Manfred and Ezekial. You may not know them but everyone here does. They are nothing but trouble," Dria explained and with a shudder she watched as the three glided over to the three little girls from before. While everyone watched, the three men seemed to be seducing the little ones. Dria ran over and pushed the men away. "Keep away from them!"she yelled. The little girls clutched to Dria's legs; the men smirked before circling them.
"Dear Alexandria. Do you really think you can save them? Save anyone we want? You're too young to even save yourself!" one said and with that his ecto-blast knocked Dria across the ballroom. While Sam and Tucker ran over to Dria, Danny's eyes narrowed and he clenched his fists. "I'm going ghost!"he yelled and soon enough his hair was white and his eyes were neon green. The three girls screamed as the men drew closer. The men were knocked back as Danny hit them with his ghost ray. "Oh look. The halfling. How interesting,"one man said. As Danny began to fight them, Dria held the three girls close to her. "He'll never make it. They're ten times stronger than most of us put together,"she said desperately. A large circle seemed to form around the four, watching with neon green eyes. Looking frantically through the throng of friends she had, Dria jumped up and ran towards them. Screaming, the ghosts backed up as Danny was thrown towards them. "We have to help him! If we don't, they'll keep coming back and taking the children!"she shouted, watching as Danny flew at the three, his ghostly wail pushing them back. "Why should we help him? He puts us back when we want to get out!" somebody shouted from the back, followed by cheers of "YEAH!" and "Why should we!" Picking up one of the girls, Dria yelled," Because of them! Next time, it might be you!" As she set the child down, Danny was tossed onto her. Turning around and seeing the large red eyes baring down on her, Dria clenched her eyes shut. "That's it. We're done for,"she thought to herself. A large ecto-blast sent the three spirits flying and Dria's eyes popped open; the ghosts that had surrounded them now seemed to be guarding them. "To get to Dria, you must go through me," Skulker said.
"Me too," the Lunchlady aka Opal said. Soon, ever ghost was screaming, "Me too!" Smiling, Dria looked at Danny. "Told ya so,"she said and as the two smirked, they flew high into the air.
"Maybe you three will think before coming here again!" Dria shouted. Hissing they dissaperated into the air, leaving only a black mist.