It's very difficult to make your way out to do anything needful when you have two useless limbs and are buried in a pile of what appears to be animal dolls. [Tris sounds disgruntled and annoyed.]

[In the kitchen, on the table, there is the spider in the icon.]

[It's about the size of a dinner plate.]

[And is holding still enough to maybe be mistaken for a failworthy decoration - except for occasionally reaching over with one foreleg to swipe a piece off a plate of random lunchmeat that it's sitting next to and nom it.]

[Lizzie is floating above her black berry right now, clearly panicked. She tries to make sure that she isn't flashing anyone as she floats. However, the second she moves her hands to so she is doing a flip in the air, which makes her scream out.]

SOMEONE HELP!

[Dr. Stein is wandering the halls of the Manor upon hearing a rumor that there was a laboratory in the house. Ever the scientist, he craved being in his familiar surroundings. He realized which rooms were personal bedrooms, so he made his way downstairs. A trail of smoke followed him as he searched, almost as if he was leaving a trail to find his ( Read more... )