Adan let the clothes excuse go with a shrug. He was still curious in some way, but he would leave it for later. As he scooped up the picture of his mom from the couch side table, he felt a pang of sadness. The picture was still in-tact but he still felt somehow responsible for letting it get in some form of danger. "I'm just glad we're okay, we can game another time..." As Katherine sat down, and commented on the dangers of the building, Adam looked up to see the trails of white coming down from the ceiling. "Uh...yeah. Yeah I agree." Those cracks were pretty bad looking. He hoped the people upstairs were okay. He hoped the floor to this place was even okay. 

"Uh, after you." He gestured with the picture frame to the doorway, still looking up at the ceiling, as if that were somehow keeping it up. 


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"Not to mention the fact that-" Cassandra was brought back to reality by Markus interjecting. "What? Witch? Who said anything about a- I'm not a witch. That's ridiculous." She wasn't sure if she was lying to herself, or to him. She didn't know why she would bother doing either though, it was obviously a useless action. Just as she was to continue rambling about she was TOTALLY NOT A WITCH, Markus began talking about something that didn't exactly sit right with her. "No! Are you crazy? I'm not a freaking cannibal. And for that matter I don't really want anything to do with you thank you very much!" She took a few steps back. "You knocked me out! You bit me!" She threw a hand up to her neck, feeling for a wet spot. When she came up with none she was very confused. Was that a dream too? How long had she been out? Was she even awake now? She pinched her arm, wincing but not letting out noise. She continued applying more and more pressure until she had to yelp and pull her hand way, shaking her arm to try and get rid of the pain. Which, worked? That was new. "Okay. Not asleep." She indignantly threw at Markus. Her mind continued to race, but the light was distracting, and though she tried hard to ignore it, so was some strange sense of hunger welling up in her gut. "God this is all too much for me!" She slumped down and sat harshly on the floor. Her hands making a worse mess of her hair. "My heart can't take all this in one night." At the mention of the organ, she felt a strange absence. She placed her hand hesitantly on her chest. Nothing. Her mouth parted slightly, and her eyes went distant. She noticed her tongue didn't hurt anymore either.