not for the faint of heart-- probably

[slendearl]

[you could be outside your room, entering or leaving. you could be just outside the kitchen, or the courtyard, or the bathrooms...

there's a noiseless sound, a presence, at the end of the hallway. a man stands there wearing a top hat, his form hazy and faint despite the lighting. he's looking somewhere, somewhere not in your direction

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/throws poor Orrin at you

[tigredeleau]

[Just have a very little head poking back around a corner, looking down the hall. You weren't there a moment ago.]

Hello?

/curls around little Orrin~

[slendearl]

[round, white, eyeless sockets turn to look at Orrin at the greeting, and once he blinks--

the man is gone.]

fffff Creeper.

[tigredeleau]

[He blinks and then looks around.]

Where did they go...? [Walking back out in the middle of the intersection.] Mister?!

/CURLS SOME MORE 8D

[slendearl]

[there's a tap on his shoulder.

but the closest person behind him is already halfway to the other end of the hall.]

/SOB

[tigredeleau]

[Orrin whirls around, looking for whoever tapped him.

Have a slightly frightened tone, now.] He-hello?

/cuuurls~ /drags to bed

[slendearl]

[there's a silent, distant reply, but the man keeps walking away. follow? or hightail it to the not-so-safety of your room?]

/burns /dragged

[tigredeleau]

[Frowning more and hightailing it, down the hall toward Reever's room though he doubts the man will be there.]

/SEARED /snugs

[slendearl]

[the man is walking after you, Orrin~]

/STABS /snuggles

[tigredeleau]

[He glances back over his shoulder and then keeps running. The feeling he's being followed isn't leaving. Dx]

/BLEEDS /cuddles

[slendearl]

[every time Orrin looks back, the man is standing closer and closer, though it doesn't look like he's been running.

and each time, the figure seems to gain another arm coming from his back...]

/HOW CAN YOU BLEED IF YOU'RE CRISPY? /noms

[tigredeleau]

[DDDDD: Okay! Not going to look behind him anymore! Don't like the creeping and the additions and this isn't his cup of tea.

Sliding into Reever's door and trying the handle.]

Reever! Reever, are you in there?!

/SEARED NOT CRISPY /sizzles :(

[slendearl]

[but but I like being looked at!

who knows if there's anyone there. but a hand with fingers too long to be human is reaching out from behind Orrin to close around the door handle, perhaps even around the child's hand(s) as well.

he's opening the door-- if it isn't locked, that is.]

/MAKES CRISPY /gentlenoms?

[tigredeleau]

[Dx You creep me out too much to look at.

dlkhgwjke Pulling his hand free and stumbling backwards as the Earl opens the door. There's no one in there, not that Orrin can see, he's just staring up at him, trying to talk but no words are coming out.]

He-help! Someone! [Scrambling back up after finding his voice and trying to run again.]

/CRISPS /gentlesizzles ;;

[slendearl]

[once the door's open, Earl's only there long enough for Orrin to see him--

and then he's gone. for now.

but as Orrin runs, the door to Reever's room is slowly being shut by.. someone. someone inside? or outside. who knows.]

/STABS AGAIN /stopsnoms?

[tigredeleau]

[;; Just going to keep running until he finds a little alcove, hiding in it as he slouches down to the floor, covering his head with his arms and face buried.]

/CR-CRACKS /stopssizzling

[slendearl]

[coast is clear! ..for a while, at least.

but after a few minutes, if Orrin hasn't looked up yet, he'll get a light tug on a lock of his red hair.

oh, don't worry. there's no one in front of him.]