The ash mushroomed up into a cloud that soon transformed back into a humanoid and finally, Otto with a rather alarmed look on his pale blue-tinted face.
"Oh dear." he mumbled and smiled sheepishly, forgetting his fake accent for a moment. "Err, thank you. That was most unfortunate. I do not usually wear my blood when I sleep." Cough. "Vear."
He recognized the other man as another resident of the mansion but there were two of them with the same face and he had no idea which one this was exactly. "Someone threw a flaming pumpkin in here." Otto started looking for the note which was nowhere to be seen.