Trevor noticed something dripping from the attic down to his room, as it sort of annoyed him. Trevor went to report this to his mom, Callie. But since he's so mature and grown he has to figure what it is himself.

Trevor pulled down the creaky ladder door and started to climb up it. His ghost-capturing equipment with him as well as he was suspecting a ghost, being quiet as well too.

I mean, ghosts seemed like they were everywhere in New York if you just even glanced hard enough.

He came across a discovery as he saw what he saw. No, this wasn't a monstrous, ugly, or scary, looking ghost like the many he's saw. But a humanoid ghost drenched in water, most likely drowned. And the overall appearance and behavior of the womanly ghost intrigued him so far.

Trevor debated on capturing the ghost or leaving it be. After all, Trevor needed some company when he wasn't busy.

"Hey...?" Trevor spoke, still holding the gear in his hand as he was still aware that this humanoid ghost could be aggressive. But he wanted to test that out himself...