Who: Nora, Audrey, Dana, Ty
When: 8 am
Where: Taylor Home
What: Nora has a nightmare



"You can't do this!" Nora cried, fighting against the bonds that held her. She was tied to a pole, kneeling as Ethan twisted right in front of her, the demon that had haunted her laughing as she broke his neck inches from her.

Tears streamed down her face as the light winked out of his eyes and he collapsed to the ground, limper than a rag doll. "I hate you," she screeched, fighting the bonds even harder as the demon laughed. It wasn't a new dream, in fact it was a variation on the same nightmare she'd been having. Only this time, something changed.

The demon's lips curled into a twisted smile as the scenery changed. Instead of some torture chamber, they were at Nora and Audrey's new house. Nora looked around in shock, her bonds broken by the change in events. They were in her room, the same room where she was currently sleeping. With a knowing snicker, the demon pushed her back onto the bed.

Jolting upright, her sheets fell into a puddle on her lap, and she was panting heavily as she re-oriented herself. She was home. Ethan was alive. Everything was fine.

Only, everything was not fine. From the corner, she heard the evil chuckle that haunted her dreams. The demon was in their house! She'd found them! Jumping up out of her bed, she scrambled to leave her room, slamming the door shut behind her and leaning against it. "Mom?!" She called out, panic lacing her voice.

Who: Bianca & Open
Where: The Last Round
When: 4pm
What: Agent Scully comes to help


Bianca was exhausted. She had helped five spirits cross over that night alone. Fire victims. She just wanted to sleep. However the little angel, Bridgette, had asked if she would help her fix up and guard the Last Round. She didn't specify why it needed to be guarded, but there were rumors. Either way, she had said yes.

Coming with coffee for everyone, she approached the building. The structure itself was fine, thankfully. She had to park on the other side of the street and was just getting the coffee out when she thought she heard someone calling her name. Hoping it wasn't a ghost, she turned and looked at the newcomer. A smile split her face when she saw who it was. "Hey you. I have coffee. How much do you love me?"

Who: Armitages, Eden, OT Friends of the family
Where: Armitage Residence
When: 4pm
What: The Armitages have some moving around to do for their new house guests and Eden needs to be filled in on what's up

Violet was moving things, getting ready for Bridgette and Irene. She lived with Jeannie, so Irene was sleeping in her old room, and she had no idea where Bridgette was sleeping. Probably one of the guest rooms as far away from Ty as Irene would allow. She walked toward the kitchen to get something to dust with so the room was spotless before Irene stayed in it, going past the living room. Her dad was talking to Eden, trying to explain things.

"So, let me get this straight. All of your kids are psychic like me?" She asked, but it was Violet who answered.

"Nope. I'm psychic, I can leave my body. It's called Astral projection. But some of us are witches, vampires, demons, angels, the whole nine yards."

Eden just stared, then looked back to Ty and Miles for confirmation.

Who: Bridgette, Zeke, Open
Where: Various parts of Mysteria
When: About 3am
What: A DRAGON IS ON THE LOOSE!

Bridgette was having nightmares. She had managed to escape until recently, then they started seeping into her dreams. She had tried staying up, really, but thought that since she wasn't having any, she may have been immune.

She was twelve again. She was in her foster father's house and he slapped her hard across the face. She didn't understand, but fury welled up in her. She stood up, and then her whole foster family screamed. "Oh my god, she's a demon!"

"Devil! Get out of this house!"
"Demon!"
"Don, she's a dragon!"

"I am not!" Bridgette screamed at them. Why were they saying such things?! She looked to where they were pointing and stared in horror. A red, scaly wing was fluttering from her shoulder. It couldn't be hers. It couldn't!

Then suddenly? It wasn't. A large dragon appeared over her shoulder and she spun, running from it. She couldn't give a damn about her foster family, she just had to escape before-

Ring Ring.

She woke with a start, looking around for the thing. It wasn't real. Just. A. Dream. "Hello?" Bridgette answered the phone, groggy. And having no idea she had just conjured a dragon.