Esther rolled 3d6 for [Sight-Oriented] to make Spot Check  --  Result: 3, 5, 3  --  Three Successes<br/><br/>Esther rolled 1d6 for [Love of Arts] to see if she could detect details about this guy's face.  --  Result: 2  --  One Failure, D'oh!<br/><br/>As they walked through the forest, Esther kept her flashlight sensibly turned on or off as light allowed.  She was curious about Jason, and would gravitate in his general direction at one point, but the mood wasn't right for chatter.  They were sneaking.  In fact, as soon as Esther saw the light from the officer rounding the building, she muttered a curse and turned off her flashlight.  Her first move would have been to stash the weed, and she was thinking about how to create a distraction when Mike ran out, almost without slowing down.  The guard was gone a minute later.  Once again, Esther was impressed with the Golden Boy: a fact expressed only by a cock of the neck and a large smirk.<br/><br/>When Esther said she didn't think he Billy was human, she was reacting primarily to a life-time of tales, people, and the odd strange happenstance that let her know there were greater things out there than she could understand.  She was superstitious, and as such gave credence to such things as magic and the unexplained.  But what she saw now was a first for her.  She had never seen eyes like that, or a scene anywhere near this.  Esther felt the curious sensation one feels when faced with something they always<em>thought</em>existed but never really<em>believed.</em><br/><br/>The scarecrow effigy was frightening enough on it's own, seeming almost cheesily out of place in the stadium.  As she got a closer look at it, though, she could see it was crawling with infestation.  That bothered her more than anything: if it was a straw effigy, there wouldn't be that many flies.  But with that many and those blotches.. it was hard to tell, in the light, but it was possible they were blood spots.. she could reasonably assume it was something once alive.  She also noticed the strange mirror necklaces that Billy and the effigy were wearing.  This<em>was</em>going to be some kind of ritual.<br/><br/>Esther hesitated for a moment before approaching, reminding her of why she was here and what she wanted.  Whatever was about to happen, she could at least tell that Billy was serious.  And as that dawned on her, she became a little excited, despite herself, and walked toward the effigy and Billy with a steady pace.  A shame she couldn't read his expression, though..