[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/220627/37b7b6501a7c90de28130bd7adaae519.png[/img] ===============[/center] Eyeing the one who appeared from some unknown “portal” suspiciously, Mae joined a few of the others who had shown up to the undisclosed address, checking the GPS on her phone only to realize that it barely registered within a ten-mile radius. Something was off, especially when dealing with a satellite tracking system. There would have to be a lot of electro-magnetic interference in the area, or was it something else? Either way, the girl [i]felt[/i] something wasn’t quite right with the area. She overheard the brief exchange between the pale girl with the thick-rimmed glasses, and the other who was quite the redhead. Something about “Seeing dead people” or “ghosts”, causing Mae to vaguely smirk at the chatter. It was all a lot to take in, and no doubt the others who were present felt the same way. Overwhelmed? Confused? Hungry? [i]Geez, when was the last time the girl ate?[/i] “What the hell are we doing here?” Mae finally spoke up, mostly to herself, but anyone who was within a few feet would have understood. She surveyed the front of the house, it’s hauntingly beautiful façade, and eerie vibe that was probably compounded by virtue of the fact that it was smack in the middle of fucking nowheresville. Impulsively, she checked her phone as though something had come up. She never did hear back from Ella, one of her best friends, who she had sent a few text messages to shortly before embarking on the trip. What was there to say other than she would be gone for a bit, but to keep in touch? I mean, Mae certainly wasn’t going to admit that she was following instructions from a mysterious email and meeting someone who could help her with whatever shit was going on in her mind and body. But she knew she wasn’t normal. Not like her family or friends. She needed answers.