You know, my plan was to be carving pumpkins, not whatever-these-things-are.
Sound off. Who's where and does anyone need help? Melora's off to see to her beau, I know. And Thomas is missing, shit. What about the rest of you? We should all gather in one place if we can, there's too many of them to chase down. Hope, I don't think your flat is secure enough, we shouldn't stay here.
Miranda, keep close by.
Leandra, remember how when we were kids we'd play at being shrieks? We didn't have the scream anything like shrill enough.