@magicalmusesandwheretofindthem / Seraphina.
Going back to New York had probably been the worst mistake he could have made, but he couldn’t help it. Modesty was out there somewhere, and Credence felt it was in his best interest to try to find her. He had enough control over his Obscurus that he could protect himself if he had to, but he was really hoping it wouldn’t come down to that. MACUSA was probably still looking for him, but he had been off the radar for months. Austria was nice, but unfinished business for Credence meant he couldn’t focus on the tasks Grindelwald had given him. Darkness was something he was used to, so it made no difference to him that it was dark out. It was better for him that way. He was good at blending in, after all. Credence stopped in front of the church his adopted mother once owned. It had been rebuilt, but it looked like no one had been in it for months. ABANDONED. Just like he had abandoned Modesty. Approaching footsteps brought him out of his thoughts, his hand tightening around his wand in his pocket just in case.
