InsaneJournal

Hello, sunshine.
Who?: Chase, open
What?: Arrival
When?: April 19
Where?: The front of the mansion
Rating?: Light R for swears
Status? Open, in progress



He'd seen it coming - Caleb's attack after the lightning struck. Except, part of him knew that hadn't been lightning. That had been power. More power. Power that he wanted. And because his focus had slipped, and because the other witch had gotten a boost, Chase lost.

He'd been flung backward, into the barn, and ... through the barn. Though as he looked around, he realized that wasn't quite right. For one thing, the sun was out. For another ... well, Putnam's barn had never looked that good.

And ... the rain had stopped.

Chase turned a slow circle. His clothing seemed dry, which was odd because it had been soaked just minutes ago. He brushed his hands down the front of his charcoal grey jacket and matching slacks, the black shirt underneath his jacket rubbing lightly at his skin with the motion. Same clothes, different surroundings.

Was Caleb, with his boosted power, capable of this? What was this, exactly, anyway? He wasn't in Ipswich. He wasn't at Putnam's barn, but that left the question ...

"Where the fuck am I?"