JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Grimm

Chapter VIII: Night at the Opera Part I~Patriarchs~

Anne laughed along with her friends in the mall. They're probably talking about cheese or... something.

"Yeah, that's why I don't like Gouda!" shouted the pink-haired woman.

Damn, they are talking about cheese.

"Yeah, I don't like cheese," said the green-haired girl. "How about you, Anne?"

Screaming could be heard in her head.

Suddenly, she drops her milk tea on the ground.

"Oops," said Anne, as her girt got wet through the spill. "I'll... go to the bathroom."

Anne walked into the bathroom and wiped her shirt with some tissue.

"Whoa!" shouted Anne, as she slipped to the tile ground. Sticky Fingers immediately broke her fall. She stood right back up and cleaned herself.

"Ugh... God, I hate my Stand," said Anne, as she looked at herself in the mirror.

A strange woman hummed a song in the stalls.

She sang to the tune of "Leron Leron Sinta."

"Hello?" she asked, as she looked around. "Ew! Why the hell would I ask if someone's there when there's a closed stall in the-?" she told herself.

It suddenly went dead silent.

Then, the stall slowly opened, and no one is there. Some sort of fog entered the bathroom as she could smell a strong smell around her.

"The hell?" she asked herself, as she brought Sticky Fingers out of fear. "Something's wrong..." she told herself. She inhaled some of the air, and she felt strange.

 Anne immediately covered her mouth with her sleeve and ran outside.

"That wasn't fog," she told herself.

Anne began running.

"Oh no! I could sense a Stand-User nearby!" she said. "There's Stand energy... I could sense it... Someone's following me." she told herself.

*SLAM*

Anne faces against a wall. She turns to her left, then right, then behind her. She sees that she's encased in four walls. Anne tries to use Sticky Fingers to launch herself upward. The walls resembled a gray bricked wall you can see in Medieval British Castles. The stone's cuts, however, seemed rather clean.

*SLAM*

Something stopped her.

A ceiling was formed above her. She's encased in six surfaces. No air, food, and water can be found in it. It's as if... she was in a dream.

"A mirror?" asked Miguel, as Arthur laid it down on the table. The other three stop playing Smash, as this supposed game interests him.

"Found this in the basement," said Arthur. "Ricardo told me that this was once owned by Maria Clara, our ancestor. It was made from the tears of her son, Pedro JoJo."

"What does it do?" asked Miguel.

"It allows you to talk to our ancestors," replied Arthur.

Everyone else is astonished.

"I wanna talk to my Dad!" shouted Jedan.

"My grandma!" shouted Jessica.

"Mom!" shouted Kariel.