Re: 12th floor stairwell, 12:10am
If she could be really aware of anything of the moment, Ileana had to say that this was the craziest thing she had faced since moving in to Bellum. Gray haired woman with disappearing and reappearing doors with skulls littered throughout her apartment really took the cake. Her stomach churned as she stepped carefully over skulls, trying to not look at the empty sockets that seemed to glow up at her.
Ileana sat across from who she now knew as Baba Yaga. She had been here before, except she knew she hadn't. Had she? She was starting to wonder if madness was a Grigore family trait.
"I seek light for my home," she responded, taking the glass from the woman. It was a pause as she sipped her tea. "...Something's very strange about this place."