[center][h1][color=7ea7d8]Lydia Weaver[/color][/h1]
[hr]Location: Creepy House
Interacting With: No one since James just died[/center][hr]

Lydia was terrified, as she kept yanking at the door, trying to get James out, but it was useless. The door wouldn't budge, and soon, she heard James scream from the other side. She stepped backwards for a moment, before trying the door again. Finding that it would open once more, she pulled it and stepped inside. [color=7ea7d8]"James?'[/color] she called out softly through the opening, but didn't get a response. She walked down the stairs, and saw James.

Lydia felt like she was going to be sick, and ran back up the stairs, back outside. She looked over at the kitten who was still there. Walking over to the kitten, she waited until he seemed to calm down a bit before picking him up. With one more glance back at the cellar, where her new friend was lying there dead, she turned back towards town and started heading back. She had to tell the police about it, they needed to know. The thing that killed James might have also killed the mayor, and now she was deeply regretting not going to the station when she first found the letter.