Better Late Than Never

"The package must be delivered... Delivered before I'm trapped here!"

The cries of a panicked woman feel almost like a whisper floating through the house. Cowered in the upstairs corner is the apparition of a woman. She does not seem to be fully cognizant of her surroundings, and she is only vaguely aware of you.

"Are you here to deliver my package? Please, before it gets much worse! I was going to ride out of here. It should still be by my horse... Or am I too late?"