Anita waited in the hall for her mark to appear. She tapped her fingers on her gown in irritation at the delay, although she had gotten used to such things.
One thing Anita actually enjoyed about her haunting was the costuming. Right now she was wearing a fashionable outfit from the 1920's, with sufficent make up to make her appear to be related to the current residents.
Her jobs had certainly gotten interesting since she had started contracting out to the Fudge Gang. So as to not to cast too much suspicion on a sudden workload increase, the jobs had come in slowly but increasing. The Halloween season was on its way now too, so a few extra jobs around now was normal, if a little premature. But with the Fudge Gang they had extended further than the usual scare tactics or mind games. In fact, they proved to be a rather good, and much needed stretching of her powers.
At last her mark appeared in the hallway. She dropped her invisibility and reached her arms out to him.
"You! You're doing this! You're -"
She cut it off and turned herself invisible again, then closed the distance, moved into him and took possession. She forced him to face the mirror and touch it with his hand.
"Alion," she whispered to him before he could continue his mental screaming.
She didn't know what the name meant until that moment. All that her contact had told her was to get all the information that she could from him. In that moment, Anita learnt everything. All the information he had came bubbling forth to his mind and Anita eagerly swooped it up before her possession was forcibly ended.