Kento and Ryo stared at Cye for a moment, as if to make sure it was really him and not their imagination. Cye smiled at them and that was the cue for the other teens to rush over and hug their friend.

"Cye, buddy! Where in the world have you been?"

"What are you talking about? I was in the restroom." _So help me if these fools don't stop touching me..._

Ryo blinked at the explanation. "Really? All this time?"

Cye just smiled and nodded. "I wasn't really in there for that long."

"Seems like it to me."

"That's just the house; time is different here."

Okay, Cye had a good point and Ryo couldn't really argue with it. He and Kento let go of the other teen and stepped back. As they did so, Kento thought he saw a small change in Cye's expression, as if he were relieved they stopped hugging him. This struck him as odd, since Cye didn't usually mind being hugged (and especially not if he were missing and then found). Kento didn't like where this thought was going. Not one bit. He glanced over at Ryo, wondering if he was getting the same impression as well, and tried to keep a frown from appearing on his face, lest Cye notice and suspect that he suspected something wrong.

"I'm glad that you're safe," Ryo said, smiling. "We should go find the others and share the good news."

"Alright." Cye started for the stairs, not bothering to wait for or see if his friends catch up.

Ryo frowned a little, wondering how Cye could be so confident about where the others were, despite supposedly being in the bathroom for "not that long".

Kento leaned over to him as they walked and whispered, "I don't think that's really Cye in there."

"I think you're right," he whispered back. "The Cye I know would have been apologetic for worrying us like that."

"Yeah and did you happen to notice how he seemed relieved when we stopped hugging him?"

Ryo shook his head. "No, I don't think I caught that. But if you saw it, then..."

"Then the possibility that he's possessed is pretty high."

The black haired teen didn't really want to believe that, but reality wasn't good friends with him right now. He had to admit that Cye seemed a lot colder than he should be, even though he was still nice and smiling and such. They would have to be careful to not let it slip that they believe he's possessed; no need for more attacks. Hopefully Rowen and Sage will notice quickly, as there may not be time to warn them before what or whoever the entity is attacks again.

It didn't take the trio too long to find their friends downstairs. Rowen and Sage had finished rechecking rooms and decided to just stay in the kitchen, figuring that it was usually where they met up, so they'd be easy to find that way. The two of them hadn't been finished for long before the kitchen door opened and their friends walked in.

"Cye! Thank God you're okay!" Rowen jumped up from his seat and immediately went and hugged his friend.

Cye gave the blue haired teen's arm a pat or two, then backed up a bit.

"Something wrong?"

"Ah, no, I'd just like to sit down."

"Oh, sorry." Rowen moved aside to let Cye walk to the table.

"Where'd you find him?" Sage asked.

"Bathroom." Kento sat down next to Cye. "Almost didn't believe it was him at first."

Sage smiled. "I'm glad you found him, though. We were not having any luck down here."

"Yeah," Rowen piped in. "Especially since I almost accidentally killed myself."

"What?" Kento and Ryo exclaimed in unison.

Rowen went on to recount what happened, starting back at the pantry.

While that was going on, Cye sat back and mentally rolled his eyes. _I wish he had killed himself. I would have been able to retrieve what's rightfully mine._ These kids were stupid, though. They didn't seem to notice he wasn't really their friend and that will work to his advantage. His new strategy of playing nice was definitely a good idea. Cye paused his thoughts to pretend to listen to the conversation. The black haired boy was telling his friends about what happened in the nursery. Cye couldn't help but smirk a little bit before quickly composing himself and looking 'concerned'.

As soon as Cye had walked in, Sage had a feeling that something wasn't right. Cye didn't feel the same to him, like he had changed, mentally. That, coupled with how he seemed to not want Rowen to touch him, made him suspect what he didn't really want to. However, that smirk Cye had when Ryo was telling them about the rotted baby he saw sealed his opinion. Cye was definitely possessed. There was no. way. Cye would smirk at something like that. Sage's expression remained neutral as he listened to Ryo, though glancing at Cye, just in case Cye looked over at him and thought he suspected something.

When all accounts had been shared, Rowen said, "Now that we're all together again, how should we go about finding a way home?"

"We know we can't leave via the front door, and that there isn't any way out in any of the rooms... Maybe we should ask the twins."

"That's not a bad idea, Ken." Ryo sat back in his chair. "I mean, if they brought us here, there's a good chance they can take us back."

"Why don't we try finding a way, ourselves, and not bother them?"

Rowen raised an eyebrow at Cye. "Why? They said they'd help us if we needed it."

Cye shrugged. "I just think it'd be better to try first, and if we really couldn't find a way, then we could ask them." _But I'd rather let them rot in hell._ The auburn haired teen mentally growled at the thought of those two, somehow managing to keep the angry sneer off his face.

"Hmm, that might not be a bad idea. I'm sure we can think of something."

"Okay," Ryo tossed his hands up. "Two against one. If Sage and Cye think we should go to the twins last, then we go to the twins last." He put his hands back on the table. "So now the question is: how should we go about finding a way back?"

The room was silent for a moment before Kento banged his hand on the table, bringing everyone out of their thoughts. "I know! We should find that room Ryo showed us before. The one that the painting was based on. Maybe there's a clue or something in there that can help us."

"Good idea!" Ryo hopped out of his seat. "I think I remember where that room was."

The other four stood up (Cye almost reluctantly) and the group headed out of the kitchen. On the way to the stairs, Cye glances longingly at the chest that holds the butler. If only he could go over there, let him out, and order him to toss these cretins out of his house. Allowing him to save the necklace first, of course. However, if he did that now, he'd ruin his cover and it wouldn't do for these boys to suspect him right now. Letting out a soft sigh, the possessed teen followed the others up the stairs and a little to their left.

Ryo walked over to a door and stopped in front of it. "I believe this is it. When Kento and I were searching here, this room was locked." He reached out to try the knob, anyway. Surprisingly, the door opened easily and he walked in, pushing the door all the way open. "Weird..."

"Maybe one of the twins unlocked it for us."

_Oh shut up about the bloody twins, already._

"We don't even know if they're even paying attention to us, Kento." Sage flipped the hair out of his eye and followed Ryo into the room. "Anyway, we should look around as thoroughly as we can."

Even though there really wasn't much to the room, everyone agreed and chose a spot to start with. Ryo was already on his knees, examining the chair. He ran his fingers over the faded fabric, watching as they left trails in the dust. After amusing himself by drawing a smiley face on the seat, he moved on to see if the seat lifted. It didn't. He got down lower and looked up under the chair, as there may have been a note or something under a rung that could be helpful. However, that wasn't the case, so he stood up and dusted off his knees.

Sage was over in the left hand corner, staring at a grouping of paintings that were cattycorner to the chair. The subject matter was of a young girl, but she was in a depressing situation in each: standing dejectedly in the rain without an umbrella, staring solemnly at a grave, looking at a ripped apart teddy bear on the floor (stuffing was everywhere), standing in an empty room as if she were forgotten. _These are so... sad. Why would anyone want these in their room._ He tilted his head at the teddy bear picture. _For that matter, just what was this room used for, anyway?_ The painting didn't answer him and after a moment or two more of staring at the paintings, Sage shook his head and started to take each one off the wall to see if there were any notes or surprises on the backs.

Kento had went to the right hand corner to inspect a medium sized wooden chest. He ran his hand, slowly, over it, seeing if there were a trigger for a hidden drawer on it. The teen was hesitant to open the chest, though, as he didn't want to find another butler that would try and throw them out of the house. Eventually, however, he convinced himself that if he didn't open the chest, he may miss something that could turn out to be really useful. It was with this thought that he carefully opened the lid and peered inside. Kento nearly wet himself when a large cobra leapt out at him. After taking a moment to calm down (and realizing the thing wasn't moving), the ashy haired teen looked at it closer and discovered that it was a rubber snake. Whoever had played with it last had attached it to the underside of the lid with a string so that when the chest was opened, it'd 'attack'. It had done exactly what it was intended to do. _That nearly gave me a heart attack. Good thing it wasn't real!_

The teen easily broke the string off the lid and set the rubber snake aside. He then leaned over the chest a bit to see what else was inside. There were no other toys in there, but there did seem to be important looking papers. Kento took one out and looked at it. The writing on it was a rather loopy cursive that was hard for him to read. The gist of it, though, seemed to be about a formal affair with a guest speaker. A party flier. He put it back in and lifted the lot of papers up to see what was under them. _Nothing but blankets, damn. Oh well._ Kento sighed and placed the papers and snake back in the chest and closed the lid. He'll have to find something else to check out.

Over at the closet, Rowen was pushing aside clothing to feel for any hidden panels. He wasn't having much luck, though, and moved a section of suit jackets back into place. He was starting to find it odd that there hadn't been any bugs or spiders anywhere, even though there was a lot of dust. Rowen figured that at least one spider should have crawled on him by now. Of course, this didn't really seem to be a normal house, so it could be possible that there wouldn't ever be spiders here. Aside from the clothes hanging up, there was nothing else in the closet to inspect; not even a shelf, so he turned around to see if there was anything else for him to do. In his scan of the room, he caught sight of Cye standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame. Rowen frowned a little, noticing that Cye wasn't even looking into the room. He headed over to him.

"Hey, Cye. How come y'not helping us in here?"

"Hm?" Cye glanced over at him and gave him a one shoulder shrug. "Just thinking. Plus there really isn't any need for me to be in there as well."

"I...see." He turned to look back at what the others were doing.

"By the way, could I talk to you out in the hall?"

Rowen looked back at Cye and blinked. "You... can't talk to me right here?"

"I'd rather it be in the hall. That way we won't disturb the others." He smiled at him. "Please?"

_This probably isn't a good idea, but... But if I don't Cye might start thinking we know he's not really Cye._ He sighed a little to himself. _Guess I'd better._ "Sure." He stepped out into the hall, where Cye had him walked a few paces past the door. Rowen found that a bit odd, but didn't say anything, as he was curious about what Cye wanted to say to him. "What is it you want to say to me?"

Cye smiled more and used the sweetest voice he could. "May I please see the necklace? I think there might be a clue somewhere on it that could help us." He held out his hand expectantly.

Rowen blinked a few times. This is what he couldn't say in hearing distance of the others? He also noticed how forced that sweet voice sounded, as well. It was like Cye wanted to be demanding but making himself be nice as if it was something he hated to do. Rowen knew better than to just blindly hand over the necklace after observations like that. Instead, he asked, "What makes you think there's a clue on it?"

"Because that man keeps trying to get it back. Obviously there must be something on or in it that he doesn't want us to see." The hand is still waiting for the necklace to be dropped in it and he moves it a little as if to remind Rowen he still hadn't given the item to him.

"I dunno about that..."

"Please?"

Cye's voice was starting to sound strained or annoyed and Rowen half believed that if his 'friend' had to ask him again, he'd probably reach out and try to snatch the necklace off his neck. But despite that, Rowen just couldn't trust this version of Cye right now and opened his mouth to politely decline.

He was cut off by a sudden outcry.