to chase off the encroaching demons! I feel a pang of regret we did not arrive during that event! Can you imagine the wealth of demonic activity that could stimulate a young monster hunter like myself!
But perhaps his alarming story was not so alarming as his activity during our conversation, for he began to disrobe and prepare for the bath! His body was becoming most naked, and my discomfort was beginning to bare itself as well!
I was unable to object, for he continued speaking of a sword that he had secretly smuggled in, for his own mysterious reasons, the blade of which was enchanted.
The fine physical specimen of a man reached his hand into the pool to test the waters just as I was planning some excuse to take my leave. A sudden chill filled the room! To our horror we saw the now corporeal specter of the Geisha for the first time! It was approaching The Mayor!
The ghost caused the waters to freeze around his arm, holding him in place. The specter reached around the Mayor ' s head and thrust the poor man into the waters of the bath below. He was sent crashing through the layer of ice which reformed over the top, encapsulating him within the waters!
The ghost was interested in a sword which
Mayor had smuggled in and it lay amid his personal effects. Now, it is here that I urge any readers of my memoirs to understand that we put rules into place for a reason. Rules are not arbitrary, no matter how they seem to inconvenience us. When a spook is known to kill people if they bring weapons into its domain, and regulations are put into place saying that you should not bring weapons, I urge you all to leave your weapons at home.
But I digress. The Geisha ghost drew the sword and ran towards Percy and myself, slashing a long line in wall and just narrowly missing us as she swung the weapon wildly over our heads. A hostess appeared at the hole in the wall, complaining most vehemently in her native tongue, possibly about the damage, but upon seeing the ghost, the poor hostess fled.
I rushed to The Mayor ' s side and began to smash at the ice around him. There was some nearby hot tea that I tried to throw on the ice to melt it, but it did nothing. I managed to crack the ice revealing his head, and he yelled,“ Get the sword back; it’ s our only hope!”
Percy, being quite intelligent, knew that there was a steam release valve and drain. Seeing this as his only chance to save The Mayor, he ran to the valves and turned them,