Elle flipped back through the journal to see if there was any documentation of the recipe, and shook her head. [color=00B2EE]"I'm afraid not,"[/color] she replied, glancing up, [color=00B2EE]"But, I bet the potion in this,"[/color] she moved over to the table and picked up a tall flask, purple and turquoise in color, [color=00B2EE]"Is the stuff that made him appear spectral,"[/color] she guessed, uncorking the top to peer inside. She had no plans on actually drinking it, now didn't seem like a good time. But Nil was right, it may come in handy some day. One never knows when the need might arise to scare the pants off someone. She replaced the cap and offered it to him, having spied another one on the shelf; one for each of them. 

[color=00B2EE]"Seeing as we don't have the claw to open that puzzle door,"[/color] she said, tucking the journal in her belt and picking up the second glass philter, [color=00B2EE]"There's not much else to be done here, so we might as well go back and at least [i]try[/i] to get some sleep. Ten thousand steps is a long trek."[/color] Compared to their other adventures, this midnight outing was very tame, and had helped take edge off of her anxiety about the future. Maybe she might be able to get some rest now. She needed it, no doubt. Something told her she wouldn't be able to rest easy again for a long time.