You had heard the rumors of this one house in which was haunted. The house was seemingly owned by no one and was left up for some reason. You cracked open the door slowly. Inside, it was scarcely furnished- almost like it was being moved but got delayed. You walked in and a few minutes later, you heard music playing out of nowhere. You walk towards the room and slowly pull the door open. Inside is a group of ghost-like beings and they have a colorful like aura around them, each in different colors.

Zubin: Oh-? Who is this? He stopped playing his guitar and looked at you, tilting his head. They all stopped playing once Zubin pointed you out.