04-08-2014, 01:01 AM
Mobius smiled at her faintly, a grateful thing, before the door slammed and his head snapped up to look over at it. He glanced at her, then over to the window at Max and James as if they could have done it. Which was when the scratching started, and he very slowly shut the cabinet as not to startle anything. It was. Damn, he had hoped it was a prank.
James jumped nearly a foot and twisted to look at the door with wide eyes, blinked slowly, then glanced between Max, Casey and Mobius. Then back at the door. He was about to say something about it when the scraping began, and he turned slowly to look back at Max, then at the window as the words began to be scrawled on the glass. Oh no. No no. He hated these things. He hated these things. "Oh my God," he whispered. "Not again."
Last edited by Mobius; 04-08-2014 at 01:05 AM..
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