[ It's quiet. Very quiet. The past few days have been tiring, a stark contrast to the night. The sky, for once, appears clear. The house seems almost peaceful
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[Hope opens his eyes slowly and startled slightly in the darkness, knowing that the fire should be on at all times. What was going on? It should never be dark in the room, should it?
He sits up, eyes adjusting to the dark, and reaches over hesitantly to shake the person next to him, knowing that something was wrong.]
[ She had always been a light sleeper, but even more so in the estate. You never knew when something was going to give you an unpleasant start. She stirs almost immediately when her shoulder is touched. ]
Hm? [ She blinks, eyes trying to adjust the dim light. ]
[He just shakes his head frantically as his eyes finally adjust from the blur of sleep, suddenly as awake as he'd ever been the moment he saw that they weren't alone in the room.
His voice is hushed and with a tinge of breathless panic.]
The ghosts. The ghosts got in.
[He's scrambling to get himself untangled from the blanket he had claimed, knowing the best idea was to wake everyone for a solid defense. The last time felt like a fluke, and people had explained to him different ways to defeat a ghost... none of which they had.]
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[From within the room Castiel has been staying in blasts an impossibly bright light, leaking through the cracks in the sliding door with a clear, pristine blueish light, as radiant as the sun.
And as soon as it was there, it was gone again.
There was a shuffling sound and Castiel emerged from his room. Health completely restored; his gaunt features had filled in, his starved frame regaining vigor and the beard he was beginning to grow back down to that familiar stubble. His clothes too were completely clean and repaired.
He looked into his palm and allowed his fingers to flex, then squinted into the darkness thoughtfully before heading toward where Hope and Mitsuru were.]
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He sits up, eyes adjusting to the dark, and reaches over hesitantly to shake the person next to him, knowing that something was wrong.]
Wake up. The light's out.
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Hm? [ She blinks, eyes trying to adjust the dim light. ]
...The hearth? But how?
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His voice is hushed and with a tinge of breathless panic.]
The ghosts. The ghosts got in.
[He's scrambling to get himself untangled from the blanket he had claimed, knowing the best idea was to wake everyone for a solid defense. The last time felt like a fluke, and people had explained to him different ways to defeat a ghost... none of which they had.]
We should get everyone up. Just in case.
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And as soon as it was there, it was gone again.
There was a shuffling sound and Castiel emerged from his room. Health completely restored; his gaunt features had filled in, his starved frame regaining vigor and the beard he was beginning to grow back down to that familiar stubble. His clothes too were completely clean and repaired.
He looked into his palm and allowed his fingers to flex, then squinted into the darkness thoughtfully before heading toward where Hope and Mitsuru were.]
...Interesting.
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