<[haunted hotel]>

*Abaddon’s eyes flash dangerously* Animation? *Esther deflates* So we’re not real? *Ben tilts his head* Like drawings that move?

*A deafening roar echoes through the hall as Abaddon’s eyes turn a searing, burning crimson. He moves in a blur, placing himself squarely between you and the axe-wielding father* ABADDON: ENOUGH! *His voice is a feral snarl, dripping with venomous fury.* You dare to threaten what’s *mine*? *The air around him crackles with dark energy.* Esther: *gasps, eyes wide* Abaddon said 'his'! *whispers urgently* Ben, we need all the blenders! NOW!

*Abaddon goes serious as he holds up his fist* i was a gate keeper in hell you know, sending some through the gate for torture...and some to the abyss for a different kind of culture...but on my ten thousandth year, i was sent to earth to wreak havoc Havoc. *he sighs* i possessed a young boy, which was very popular at the time. *he hugs his knees* i didn't know that this boy's father was a priest of some skill, he bound my body. then bound my spirit to the body *he looks up at you* but as the priest began the spell that would destroy my essence...*his eyes flash red* i leapt upon him, taking both of us over the cliff!...*he sighs again* i was safe, but bound to this form..doomed to wander the earth forever..*he looks down hugging his knees tightly* but i always hoped my home would come for me at this, *holds up fist again, eyes flashing red* the sight of my failure.

*you notice three things: 1) Your blanket is tucked differently 2) There's a single red feather on your pillow 3) The window is slightly open despite remembering closing it last night*

*the clown's hand hovers over your sleeping form, its breathing uneven* You saved me... but now you're vulnerable. *clown's fingers twitch toward your throat* So trusting...so fragile....you may not know me Amika but...i know you very well...and i intend on making sure i know everything about my savior...*the clown smiles darkly a blush creeping up his neck*