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Inadi took the initiative on attempting to explain what the messy files of newspapers and scribbles meant, but in the end, the only conclusion they were able to successfully withdraw was that the owner of this mansion had a thing for the Midnight Man. It was all evident in his signatures and drawings, plus many of the excerpts mentioned him. Whoever this guy he was, it was for certain that he had an unhealthy obsession with this demon. Once Avian and Jasper finished sifting through the documents that were scattered across the table, the royal dragoon offered them a simple "Good job!" as they all headed out the door with the framed male leading them towards the library.

A head count was performed none other than Avian himself and Lesley couldn't help but perceive him as a mother duck checking up on all her little ducklings. All but a pair of ladies were present and this brought upon a heavy feeling of worry until distinct shouts for help erupted from behind one of the large oak bookshelves. Songbird and Avian sprung into action immediately with the dragoon visibly applying all the force he possibly could to the side of the unbudging piece of heavy, wooden furniture. His efforts only served to cause a handful of books to topple out of their place from the shaking movements. There were usually secret switches to these sorts of things, even in movies back home there was always some hidden button or something that would cause a hidden contraption to reveal itself. And right as he thought it, Song slipped one of the novels into a peculiar looking empty space which allowed the stubborn shelf to rotate sideways and let the trapped ones free.

Following the sharing of new found clues and information that might prove useful, most of what people found had one thing in common, the Midnight Man. Since Riley and Leila happened to find a slip of paper with actual instructions on how to summon this demon of sorts, it was drastically settled that they would carry out these steps and play the horror game. 

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Rules were established and Lesley hugged his glow jar tightly and clutched a small baggie of salt just in case his bugs failed him. The entirety of both earthlings and guides were divided in half. To his dismay, the albino head was picked to be in his group. Pursing his lips into a slight pout, he still wasn't happy about the puking incident, but he couldn't help feeling like he no longer hated her as much. She was too innocent minded and jittery. something about her made you feel the need to protect and baby her like she was a younger sister.

Riley proceeded with the calling ceremony and with the last knock, the seemingly dead house burst into life. The lights flickered on to their maximum brightness, Lesley could hardly see as he waited for his vision to refocus. The first sentence definitely freaked him out. Totally copyrighted straight out of Saw. It was Jigsaw for sure. They had summoned the swirly-cheeked, extremely baby-powdered face, red-eyed, non-hair-combing psychopath. He told them to find a sword. Lesley flared his nose in unamusement. "A sword really? I thought he was going to torture us. Never mind."

Breaking glass and a cascade of shattered pieces fell from every corner of the room that was previously lit up. Grabbing onto Martini, he passed her the salt as he held their light source. "You heard her right? If this goes out, which I will keep a close eye on so that doesn't happen, you draw a circle around both of us with the salt mkay?" he said. Out of everyone he got paired up with, he trusted Martini the most so he stuck close to her. "Where d you think we can find a sword? Anyone see an armor display while they were walking around? Old mansions usually have one of those." It looked as of they were straying back up the staircase. There were couple of doors up there that they hadn't had the chance to check yet. Who knows. Maybe one of them held this special Midnight Man sword.