[hr][hr][center][h1][color=fdc68a]October Crypt[/color][/h1][img]https://s7.postimg.org/yesx5pz4r/october.gif[/img][hr][color=fdc68a]Interacting With:[/color] [@Nallore] Carolina Reed
[color=fdc68a]Location:[/color] One Mile North of Saranac Lake[/center][hr][hr]October chuckled a bit, noting her roommate's discomfort, but she decided not to push the issue. She had spoken with the spirits of her parents on several occasions, and she felt no guilt over her actions. She was too young to understand or control her talent, and their ghosts seemed to harbor no ill-will towards her. There would be no reason for them too, after all. In general, October found her parents' ghosts to be perhaps almost too chatty, and they constantly pestered her with questions. They were supportive, rather than angry. 

[color=fdc68a]"I doubt very much it's a sex toy,"[/color] October chuckled, pondering the subject at some length. [color=fdc68a]"It's likely some artifact or the other that Faust had collected. It's a test, I imagine, to see if we're worth the trouble."[/color] She shrugged ever so slightly, not all too concerned personally with winning the competition. 

When Carolina asked October if she had any questions for her, October thought about it for a moment. She had lived among normals before and never truly liked them, but Carolina seemed to have had an altogether good experience. She was a sweet girl, from what October could tell. [color=fdc68a]"Perhaps one--will you ever tell your sister of your oddity?"[/color]