<strong>Imogene Campbell,</strong>Bedroom #2 [Imogene Campbell]<br/><br/>Imogene had let the others go without her, as she had been taking so long to get dressed. After finally getting dressed, (placing her staff carefully behind her shirt, just in case), she headed out of the room to check on Emily. She had a bad feeling about leaving the girl there by herself, and wondered if she should bring her along with them.<br/><br/>Then again, she thought it would be even more dangerous for her to go with them on the hunt than stay here until they came back. But, still, though...Imogene placed a hand in one of the the pocket of the pants she was wearing (she had decided not to wear a dress) and felt the rusty key she had found in the bathtub, and concern for her shot through her heart again. However, she wanted to go on the hunt too, and she would have to hurry up, or they'd leave without her.<br/><br/>So, without further ado, she placed a gentle kiss on the sleeping girl's forehead, brushed some hair out of her face, and closed her door behind her quietly, heading out to the front lawn of the<br/><br/><strong>Front Lawn of Avonleigh</strong>[Marcus Dupont, Richard Dupont, Frederick Martin, Kolette de Brest, Gregor Brun, Marie Brun, Ivy Montague, Sylria the Elf, Ashley Browley, Alfreic Slate, Imogene Campbell]<br/><br/>Imogene ran as fast as she could trough the mansion and practically tripped over her own feet in the effort to catch up with the rest of the Avonleigh party in the front lawn. Once she finally got there, she was relieved to find that they hadn't departed yet. Still breathing heavily, she walked over to where Ivy and the other girls were.<br/><br/>"S-sorry..." she said, clutching the stitch in her chest. "Got...held up. Had to look...after Emily."