[It fell to the floor. And there's the sound of yawning and a stretch; if you squint through the darkness, you can see Cecil sitting up in bed, and staring around in confusion. He looks worried for a second, but his eyes catch note of a little white card hanging in front of him.

Leaning closer, he reads it, then a small smile forms.]

One day, I ( Read more... )

[Soft footsteps are heard trudging through grass.]

T-the ghosts...

...c-can they kill me?

[[ooc: He sounds very scared of the Reaver ghosts, but he's actually following a few of them.]]