Ernie looked around the party carefully for any sign of Seamus. He doubted that Seamus would attack him in public but he couldn’t be sure. Perhaps a public area would be the best place with so much going on around the party Ernie would be dead long before anyone would notice.
Erine’s power had grown much since he attacked Luna but still it didn’t feel like enough to go up against Seamus. Soon he was going to have to find another person to take some power from. He hadn’t heard from the voice for several days now but he could still feel it within his mind laying in wait till another plan was formed. Sometimes he wondered if he was insane. Not sure of when the voice started to appear. Had it been there his whole life like a guardian, something that only appeared when he needed protection? Or was it more malevolent? When questions about the goodness of the voice came into his thoughts his mind would grow hazy as if something was preventing him from seeing thinking it through.
The party seemed to grow louder as people began to converse with friends. Everyone but Ernie seemed content to be there.