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The kitchen seemed untouched, cabinets all closed, fridge intact, the floor was clean and free of debris. Even the knick-knacks were perfectly arranged. As the two mages wandered into this safehouse of sorts, they did not notice anything out of the ordinary. In fact, the kitchen being so clean was unnerving. Why hadn't the horrors touched this place?

However, as Nima and Kumo approached, something skittered out of the corner of their eye. A very high-pitched squeal, and it was gone.

Strange shadows were cast by various cartons and fruits, as the lighting had gone askew.

The necromancer was about to make another grab at the other mage's wrist, but the sudden sound made him jump a little, and refocused his attention on the possibility of another threat. At least it no longer hurt to breathe.

Kumoru figured he could get more energy from someone else later.

As it was, it hurt to move his fingers, and his left eye was nearly swollen shut from the burns on his face. He could cast spells painlessly again, at least.

It took more time than he would have liked to get up, but he finally managed it. The necromancer brushed his ponytail back over his shoulder so it would not get in his way, though it and most of his bangs had been singed at least a few inches shorter. But that could be fixed later, too.

Holding his hands up a little, Kumoru scanned the room with his good eye, trying to catch some sign of whatever it was that had made the noise before.

"Do you think I should cast another light spell?" he asked Nimaina quietly after a moment.

"Looks like we won't need it for now." Nima lowered her wand and stood up cautiously. "Maybe just the common room went all creepy..." she mused aloud. Even as she said it, she thought otherwise. Why would there be things screeching in here then? It didn't stop her from hoping though.

"It looks like we're safe for now." She glanced at the necromancer. He was looking alot better all the sudden, had he done something when he grabbed her? "Do you want to sit down for a second? I'm going to take a look around just in case..." Something about all this order was making her skin crawl.

The light danced acroos eerily clean surfaces, however, the shadows on the fruit and various objects did not move at all. The fridge made its usual chunky noises, the icemaker depositing another batch of cubes into its automatic tray.

One cabinet is slightly ajar, and inside is a pill bottle, some cotton balls, antiseptic and a wax candle.

The necromancer glanced around the room, somewhat following Nim, but scanning the other counters and cabinets as well. He jumped reflexively when she jumped, then glanced over at the ice machine.

"Something is wrong here," he murmured quietly, as though the sound of his voice might disturb the abnormal normality of the room. Then, as Kumoru caught sight of the items in the cabinet into which Nim was looking, he asked a bit louder, "Do you normally keep those sorts of things in that cabinet? I'm not familiar enough with how this place should look...."

Nima set down the pills, not finding anything overly wrong with them. "I'm not sure. I don't really keep inventory of what they've got here, but...It just seems odd. I can't remember them and they look out of place."

The mage shook her head, as if to chase away doubts. "I shouldn't be waiting here! I need to find Seung." Who knew what the girl was going through? Some Guardian she was. She passed by the fridge, not jumping as the ice was dumped. Just as she got to the door, the tapping started, making her pause. "Great, just what we need..."