[color=ffb7c5][h3][center] Jay [/center][/h3][/color]

Wind. Technology. Well, if sentient houses that may or may not have ate people existed, then it hardly surprised Jay that more diverse domains of this... arcane influence existed. An uneasy sense of bitter irony welled up in Jay's stomach as she pondered on her own abilities, which Jay quickly stamped out. First, the house. Find those who got swallowed. Find out more about all this cult/collective hallucination/actual magic/magical cult. Then she could probably crawl into a corner and question her sanity. 

Jay tapped her foot as she noticed the planks become more decrepit with each flicker of the light, the house becoming more and more hostile, more akin to what she had first seen outside. Was it growing impatient, or was it an illusion struggling to sustain itself? No matter - Jay was not to let her investigative proclivities root her at the entrance. Jay caught up to Mae and Sam with a few breezy strides, [color=ffb7c5]"Exciting, isn't it? A cannibal house~. Though won't houses eat planks if it was a cannibal?"[/color] She said, before catching herself in her usual non-sequitur. [color=ffb7c5]"I'm Jay, great to meet you all~. I can...sleep! Not really as exciting as you two."[/color]

She glanced backwards, with most of the crowd still hesitantly standing outside the house, and waved to them to show that she was fine. At least, for now.