Daphne

You lean forward, watching through the eyes of the old portrait as the gang waits anxiously for the "pirate" to be lured into their trap, your eyes running over the two girls admiring and appraising them each in turn. Finally you make up your mind, focusing on the painting in front of you as the cartoon universe shifts slowly around you once more. Reaching down you press the newly created latch, letting the painting swing open silently. Stepping out silently, you sneak up behind the slender redhead, your hand reaching out to cover her mouth as your other arm slides around her narrow waist, lifting her easily off the ground. She squirms in your grip as you carry her back into the passageway, her young athletic body wiggling against yours.

You carry her a short distance down the passageway, focusing your mind on a blank wall as the universe shifts once more around you, a door shimmering into existence where once was only a brick wall. Kicking the door open you release Daphne who spins around to confront you, obviously expecting to see the ghost pirate she stops. "Jeepers, you're not the ghost of Redbeard. Who are you?" She asks, glancing around the small bedroom, "and where are we?"

"My name is John," You tell her politely as you take a seat on the edge of the bed, "and I came a long way just for you. Sorry about grabbing you like that but I couldn't figure out how else to get you alone."