The house had been quiet lately, outside of Anda's new nightmares. Luckily he was often awake anyway, but yesterday had been one of those rare days where he had pretty much slept all day.
An evening coffee later, and he was wandering around the house, wondering what, exactly, to do now. Too late to start much of anything or bother anyone, he sighed, stretching and cracking his back.
|| We do often enter quiet periods-||
Zhuge Liang was cut off, and he sensed the same thing - there was a presence in the house that was neither theirs nor Anda's. Setting the coffee down, he snorted. "I'm a bit too tired for this. Maybe I should cut and run?"
|| Please. You would never abandon the undertaker. ||
"True."
Manifesting his fan, he crept through the house. A light was on under...Gray's room. While there was entirely the possibility it was Gray, she had been gone for over a year now.
"Who the hell's in there?! I said nobody can go into Gray's room except-"
The gust of wind that announced his presence opened the door.
"Gray!?"
@grayvekeep



















