"The sky is crying", Ty said softly, chuckling to himself in a bittersweet way.
It was the next day and everyone had calmed down somewhat, so the group had decided to stay at home to relax and enjoy the calming atmosphere.
"It's raining, is it?", Seto asked softly, pulling a chair up to sit next to Ty.
The two stared out of the window as is was pelted with large, heavy droplets. Sky watched the two from the couch. He let his book fall onto the cushions beside him. He sighed and stood up to stretch his limbs. Sky walked over to the two and stared out at the grey clouds covering the normal blue hue of the sky.
"I'm bored." Sky whined, "Why don't we watch a movie or play a game? We should do something to relieve this boredom".
"I guess we could play a game; we haven't really played anything since we bought the house", Ian replied, "Well, who's up for it?"
The others mumbled their agreement.
So, now here they were. All of them sitting around a large game board. Only some of them could play because they didn't have enough avatars for everyone to play together. So they took turns. They paired up and every turn they would switch who would move the avatar. It was up to both of them to decide what would happen when the avatar was faced with a decision. Their usual pairs still stood, but it was uncomfortable and the game was played in almost complete silence. Sky rolled the dice and watched the tiny dotted cube spin towards Jerome. Ty grabbed their avatar and moved it the specified amount of spaces around the board. A crack of lightning echoed through the halls as the lights flickered, dying almost instantly. The group moved closer together as another crack sounded. Ty shivered and curled in on himself a little.
Ian jumped up and walked towards the kitchen to grab some candles to light the room up a little, so they could keep playing. He found the candles and began his search for some matches. He searched through each of the drawers carefully, sifting through utensils and other random things. He felt a cold wind blow down his back, and turned to face the source. Finding that the kitchen window was open, he inspected the window and found that the lock was still on it. The glass wasn't shattered, and there was no sign that the window could have opened on its own. He frowned as he closed the window, and wondered how it could have come open. A clattering of metal called him out of his distracted mental state. He turned quickly and saw a tall, shadowy figure retreating from the kitchen and up the stairs. His curiosity got the best of him and he followed the figure. It turned the corner and he turned as well, just in time to see it pass right through Mitch's door as if it were open. He ran to Mitch's door and stared at it. His hand came up to wipe across the door, and, finding nothing, he shakily walked back down the stairs, mentally reprimanding himself for thinking about ghosts and spirits; they weren't real. It was illogical, but so was Seto's and Brice's abilities. So perhaps ghosts and spirits did exist. With a quick look back up the stairs he sprinted into the kitchen to find the lighter.
