Streets of Fandom, Friday evening

[trigons_child]

After discovering Jono possessed by the world's most unpleasant ghost, Raven had had every intention of going for help. She needed to call Karla, go to Dr. Lecter's home, contact anyone who might be able to help

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[never_dull]

Hannibal (and Bob) had gotten the e-mailed invitation to the town hall meeting, and after a few magical safeguards had headed out.

And wasn't too far before they saw...

"Raven?" Hannibal hurried over to her. Damn, had she been possessed as well?

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She felt a surge of relief when she saw Hannibal. "Doctor Lecter?" she said. "Is that really you?" She really didn't know if she could trust her eyes any more.

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"It is," Hannibal assured her. "Mostly, anyway." He reached out a hand.

You really do have the most fascinating friends! Bob said, eyeing the currents of energy around Raven.

And her figure. What? It really had been a very long time!

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Raven was shaking as she took his hand. "Can you hear her?" she said. "Can you hear her singing?"

He wouldn't, of course -- only she could hear Samara.

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Hannibal stopped and listened, then shook his head. "I don't hear singing."

He questioned Bob, but got a negative back from him as well, and an offer.

Bob slipped forward just enough to do a bit of divining, drawing a single glyph in the air. Not possessed, precisely, but there is something.

"There seem to be ghosts everywhere these days," Hannibal said, offering Raven a hug. "Bothering the living."

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"Ghosts?" Raven repeated, gratefully accepting the hug. "I keep seeing a little girl.... She looks almost as I did as a child. And then I am cold and wet and drowning and it is dark and I am trapped and I cannot breathe and there are things crawling all over!"

Her voice started to rise in pitch as she remembered the hallucinations.

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Bob winced. The one who wanted to kill everyone. Charming.

Hannibal just held Raven, soothing her. "A ghost," he confirmed, "sending you these images. Can you block them out?"

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"I have been trying," Raven said, trying to breathe and calm herself. "But it is like whatever it is has wormed its way into my mind and taken root there."

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"Hm." There were things Bob could possibly do to help, but if she were already spooked by ghosts...Jono had been only a minute behind him; the vote of confidence would probably help.

Hannibal hugged her tighter. "I'm going to fetch Jono. Wait here; I won't be a moment."

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Raven almost clutched at Hannibal's arm and begged him not to leave her, but she fought back the fear and nodded. She'd been through Azar only knew how many invasions in Fandom, and fought a war in Glacia. She could handle being alone for a few minutes.