"Worried," Patrick said, because that was more pressing that anything else he was feeling. He was a little tired and a lot hungry too, but they could deal with those after they knew how Wrath was.
George and Patrick lived in the same house, but since the ghosts came, Patrick felt like he had hardly seen his brother at all. He had a feeling they had both been hiding from the issues that little event had brought up. Patrick gave George a sheepish little smile and then he jerked his head to signal they should go in.
Patrick trooped up the stairs and went to knock on the door, but the first knock just pushed it right open. "Uh... Well shit."