As it felt the first of it's prey approaching, the house, or rather the entity that had slowly worked it's way into the essence of the house roused itself. It had slowly spread it's influence into the stone and wood of the main building, but in times of hibernation it withdrew it's essence from some of the outer rooms and outbuildings, letting weaker prey take refuge within. Usually the human detritus that squatted in the perimeter provided little sport, but occasionally there was a worthwhile snack, or the strange connection that tied prey together would draw a more worthy offering.<br/><br/>It could feel such offering drawing near now. As Jamie opened the trap door to the basement and jumped into the darkness, a voice called out from the hallway that led deeper into the house. "Jamie? Is that you?". Even with a flashlight there was no sign of anyone beyond the voice that Jamie would recognize as Su-ji's.<br/><br/><br/>Around the tresspassers, the basement room was bedecked with old mattresses, blankets, pillows, clothes, and food wrappers, along with an old television, and some book, pornography magazines, and drug paraphenilia. The belongings of the young people who called this place their home, or at least a bolt hole. However, no one was present.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="20459" data-username="@LeaT" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/20459/">@LeaT</a><a class="username" data-user-id="45164" data-username="@InsaynePayne" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/45164/">@InsaynePayne</a><a class="username" data-user-id="41027" data-username="@MsBloom" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/41027/">@MsBloom</a>