<strong>Norm</strong><br/><br/>The two rooms on the second story are cursorily inspected, but they don't seem to anything interesting.  Norm continues to lead the way, pushing further down the hallway and to the stairs which, he assumes, lead up toward the attic.  He hears music--presumably the whalesong he heard earlier--and voices.<br/><br/>"...definitely something."<br/>"I thought they flew? Surely they fly?"<br/>"Nikki, shut up. James, take this and see who it is.  Jess, just keep still - we're nearly done."<br/><br/>And then the door opens, revealing a man who looks like he collects Star Wars action figurines and invests heavily in comic books.   That doesn't alarm Norm so much as the fact that he's holding a gun.  Norm raises his own roofward, lifting his hands in a gesture of peace.<br/><br/>"Easy there, son.  We're not here to make trouble.  We just got a report that someone named Raven Moonshadow was in trouble and we came here to investigate."  He realizes he doesn't look much like a bobbie, but with any luck the young man might believe he is.  Nothing that Norm said was a lie, anyway.  He stands where he is, waiting for the other man to respond.