7 × [Closed Commentlog - Forward dated to Monday Night]

[asoutcastshear]

[Erik is a man on a mission. Most people who are not night owls are probably asleep. It's probably 3am when Erik steals out of his room and slips down to Anna's. A single fluid swipe of the keycard and the door opens with a quiet hiss. He casts a cautious glance over his shoulder then slips inside

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[dormant_beast]

[Anna is certainly asleep - the last week or so has been horribly trying and she's catching up on some much needed rest. She's curled in a tight fetal position, blanket pulled up close around her chin, and she's shivering in her sleep.

If it's due to chills or bad dreams, one couldn't say.

The sound of her name pulls her out of her sleep, though it's several moments until she's more coherent and her mind isn't still thick with sleep.]

...Is someone there?

[asoutcastshear]

[When she stirs, Erik is sure to keep out of sight. He speaks, his voice is thrown and echos.]

Rise. There is something you must see.

[dormant_beast]

[She yawns widely, running a hand over her face to clear the sleep as she sits up in confusion.]

Who is it?

[She does obey however, reaching to tug her bathrobe of the hook on the bathroom door, shivering a final time before she pulls the fluffy pink rober over her arms.]

[asoutcastshear]

[There's silence for a moment. Then finally, the sound of Erik's shoes walking across the floor. He lifts a gloved hand and offers it to Anna.]

I am your Angel of Music. Come to the Angel of Music.