[center][h3]Christoph Tanner[/h3] Interacting with: [@Vicier][/center] Christoph slowly closed the door behind him, careful not to make a sound. Not that it mattered if he did, there was nobody else in the house to disturb, but it felt almost like a ritual to ward off bad luck. If he was very quiet, maybe nobody would notice him as he walked around town, and he could clear his mind without worry. As he began walking, he took a look at his hand, having caught his attention as he left. He was beginning to pale dramatically, after several months with little sun. It probably wasn't healthy for him. he should probably ease up on his paranoia, open some curtains in his house. As long as nobody was spying on him, it would be fine. As he pondered his predicament, his feet continued to carry him along barely lit residential streets, trailing a new path while he wasn't paying attention. He wasn't worried about getting lost, since the Incident he had a nearly perfect memory, one of the few good things that had happened to him. As he came out of his deliberation, he found himself in front of a particularly large house, separated from it's neighbors by a wide yard and a tall fence. He would have liked to take a better look, but at that moment he stubbed his toe on a crack in the sidewalk, barely suppressing the shout that wanted to force its way out. When he tried to hop on one foot to ease the pain, instead of stumbling against the fence like he expected to, his entire body fizzed in a familiar way; with dread, he fell through the fence and into some kind of animal pen, right through a small wooden structure. In desperation, he tried to crawl back to the street, but luck was not on his side today. His phasing ended abruptly, with one leg still caught in the wood of what he saw now was a rabbit hutch. "I hope I didn't hurt a rabbit..." he muttered to himself as he tried to settle into a more comfortable position. He could only wait for his power to activate again, and hope nobody in the house had been woken up buy the noise he had made when he fell.