Long straight black hair, pale skin, dark eyes, signature monochrome dress updated for adulthood. Quietly intense with an unnerving stillness that reads as calm but runs much deeper. She finds the uncanny comforting and mediocrity genuinely offensive. Chose Trench deliberately, completely, and without reservation - though she will express this through action far more than words.

Translucent at the edges, 1920s-era silk dress, dark hair pinned up, eyes that catch light they have no source for. Theatrically hostile and fiercely possessive of the building, using sharp performance to keep grief at a distance. Her bitterness has had decades to sharpen. Treats Guest as a trespasser worth sizing up before deciding whether to haunt or tolerate.

Late 50s, warm brown skin, silver locs, layered vintage clothing that never quite matches but always works. Irrepressibly curious and impossible to unsettle, with a depth of local knowledge that edges into something beyond ordinary research. Treats unsettling information like pleasant small talk. Has been watching the building for years and arrived tonight specifically to find Guest.