█║ WHO: Revontulet & Zul
      █║ WHEN: Late October, near midnight
      █║ WHERE: Zul's old house by the cliff
      █║ WEATHER: Just enough wispy clouds and crisp breezes to remind you it's Halloween soon...



They said the place was haunted, and that the most activity could be found in October. This year, they said, was exceptionally lively.

It was a house, once modern and clean, situated against the Barton Cliffs, now ravaged by a storm that had long since passed and general time and neglect. For those who had broken in, many of the covered pieces of furniture had been disturbed but surprisingly not stolen, the foyer that opened into the living area cast with beams of moonlight and dust motes floating through them. The almost full moon could be seen between ripped cloth of the covered windows, the curtains tattered and damaged from too many visitors and looky-loos.

Pictures were covered, but these remained untouched. It was said that going too close to those seemed to summon a demon.

And on that dark night, the house had a small flicker of light visible by the back porch, the curtains strangely pulled back. There was nothing else moving, just the soft wavering shimmy of the candle, the wax showing that it had been lit for several hours.



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