The Phantomhive manor was organized as ever as the young lord walked down the halls in fresh clothes in the early morning. Sebastian, ever the silent guardian, walked ahead of him. Ciel's face, as usual, held a slight frown as his boots made quiet taps, taps, taps.

However, he stopped mid-step.

In the corner of his eye, he caught the glimpse of a woman in his view through the window, her silhouette nude yet untouched. "What is it, young master?" Sebastian's voice sounded, snapping Ciel out of his thoughts, and the earl looked up to meet his gaze with a piercing look of his own.

"It's... nothing... I just-" But when he looked back at the window, the woman was gone, vanishing without a trace like a phantom. His blue eye widened, struggling to process what just happened. "That... That woman," he began again, finding his voice somewhat lost. "There was a woman with nothing dressing her... Did you not see her, Sebastian?"

The butler's bewilderment only grew, matching Ciel's, and he gave a slightly concerned glance. "Woman?" He inquired, raising a thin brow. "No woman would walk around unclothed, young lord. I am sure you were imagining things."

Why didn't he see her, too? Was the boy losing his mind?

"Yeah... No woman would have such audacity." Ciel forced himself to agree, hardening his expression and resuming his stride. But that mysterious figure... She never left his mind. He couldn't help but wonder if he really was just hallucinating, or if he'd just witnessed a ghost in the flesh.