Hearing the crashing from below made Harper not think twice about going downstairs to check out the commotion, as she crept down the stairs she heard the yelling going on and knew instantly from the back and forth it was another hunter on the case. [I]"dammit Bobby, why you put me on a car with someone else?"[/i] she thought to herself as she then reached the bottom of the stairs. It was at that moment she saw the spirits in question fighting with another woman. She had to admit for a split second she was surprised it was another female hunter as she usually found herself clashing with a male hunter who always would under estimate what she was capable of. Raising her gun slightly higher than the angle she currently had it at, she was ready to shoot from behind but saw the other woman had it under control to that extent. "You good?" She asked her flatly, as she turned round and shot the child spirit as they rushed her next. "I don't think so kiddo. I hate kids" she commented. 

She cautiously headed toward Arabella to give her extra backup. "Got any idea who they are?" She asked, not entirely happy she's alone on the car but a tiny part of her was thankful for it at the same time as it meant she wasn't the only one getting thrown around like Arabella had clearly been, judging by the state of the environment around her. She was also asking to see just how prepared this fellow hunter was as she somewhat wasn't entirely sure if she recalled seeing this woman on the tour earlier or not. She wanted to say that she was sure the items these spirits were attached to were in one of the displays in the upstairs rooms, as she seemed to remember hearing on the tours all the graves behind this church were empty and just there as markers for who died there once, but not actually occupied. However, she wasn't going to say anything just yet to almost rest this woman. 

The female ghost from earlier resurfaced herself and rushed Harper so quickly, Harper didn't have time to fire off a round into her before being thrown toward the stairs, her back landing hard on the steps edges. "Ow son of a bitch!" She complained, feeling lucky she didn't crack her head on the wooden steps. "Leave us alone!!" The female ghost yelled at her. "Sorry love, but no can do. You need to move on!" She coughed, pushing herself back onto her feet. "Never!" Came the harsh reply as Harper started to feel her oxygen get cut off, dropping her gun and scrambling her hands at her throat as if to try and stop the invisible strangling that was happening. 

[i]"shit shit shit! This is it! My last hunt!"[/i] she thought to herself as she hoped this other woman would help her. If she could just get herself free from this ghost's grip, she could find the item she needed to salt and burn upstairs.