Seven. Infiltrating the Dragon's Lair

[wakethedragon]

{Voice transmission, shrill and incensed.}

SOMEONE IS IN MY ROOM.

{Written, some time later. The handwriting is a scrawl, almost unreadable, as opposed to his usual elegant script.}

Jon Snow, I demand two brooms.

Comments

[shortsghtedlove]

Is it pounding on the door? It happened to me and there was absolutely nothing in there. I checked everything, thrice. And Omega couldn't feel any foreign presence.

[wakethedragon]

I couldn't get in my room, and then something threw itself against the door! From the inside!

[shortsghtedlove]

Exactly the same, then. There's a good chance you won't actually find anything in there, but I would still advice caution. Whatever it is may have gained enough power to appear properly.

[wakethedragon]

There was nothing there. [He won't admit how long it took for him to find that out.] At least nothing I could see.

[shortsghtedlove]

Neither was there anything in my room -- not when I got inside, at least. And while my own senses are limited by the Barge, Omega is a warden and he couldn't feel anything either.