Holly Joestar-Zeppeli sits in her office. Her large desk has been covered in a plastic tarp. A stack of printer paper sits on the side of the desk, next to a paintbrush and a large inkwell. Holy removes her watch and wedding ring, pulls back her sleeves, and activates her Stand. Her eyes roll back into her skull and her fingers begin to twitch. Her long blonde comes to life and wraps around her face, tying together like the bandages of a mummy. Holly's hair glows and an eye made of smoke appears in front of her face. By now, Holly's mind has gone completely blank. Without thinking, Holly grabs the paintbrush, dips it into the inkwell, and begins. She rips a piece of paper from the stack and strikes it again and again with the ink soaked brush. After seven strikes, Holly sets the paper down and grabs another piece from the stack. She repeats this process until ten inkblots sit in front of her. Then, the trance ends. Holly's hair unwraps, her eyes roll back, and she is finally able to see what her vision has wrought. The second she sees the inkblots, she pulls out her phone and calls her father. She'll need his help to decide her next action. Holly's Stand is a strange one. Unlike those of her son and niece, it doesn't grant her the ability to summon a powerful warrior. No, her Stand doesn't even have a physical form. It is a Stand bound to her mind, a Stand that allows her to enter a trance. The inkblots Holly creates during her trance show people and objects that are doomed to misfortune. Not necessarily destruction, but definitely chaos and strife. Strife that is, more often than not, linked to Stand Users. The inkblots are rarely easy to interpret. Holly has gotten better with practice, but it still can take her weeks to discover what her Stand is warning her about. Sometimes, her Stand shows her objects that are completely destroyed. In these cases, the destined doom is so great that it cannot be averted. In these cases, there is nothing Holly can do but wait for the destruction. Once, her Stand showed her an image of a plane crash. Holly stayed up for four days, trying to find some clue to tell her which plane was going to crash. She failed; the plane crashed into the ocean, killing hundreds of innocent people. Still, there are times when her Stand has been useful. Once, she created an inkblot showing a large cruise ship. With the help of the Speedwagon Foundation, she was able to find the right ship and stop the Stand User attempting to sink it. And, although she failed to stop the plane crash, she did prevent any of her loved ones from flying for a few weeks. As it turns out, her father would have been on the plane that crashed, if not for her involvement. Joseph "Joe" Joestar, father of Holly and former head of the Speedwagon Foundation, looks over the inkblots. "Were these all made during the same trance?" he asks. "Yes, they were," Holly says. "Shit. Normally we only get three or four. But this many? What could it mean?" "It means something big is coming." Joe glances over the inkblots again. There are ten of them; the Tower, the Map, the Snowflake, the Clock, the Eye, the Wheel, the Storm, the Skull, the Bell, and one other. One that Joseph can't stop looking at. A drawing of a young woman, a woman he hasn't seen in years but still recognizes. "It's Johana," he mutters. Holly nods. "This inkblot is much more detailed than the others," she says. "Is that bad?" "I don't know. All I know is that there are dark days lying in Johana's future."