Re: Xochipilli/Freyr - by the snack table near the entrance toward the dance floor, 10 pm
He needed no further instruction. Freyr hastened to the door, Xochipilli in tow, trailing spatters of blood in their wake. He heard the commotion behind him, felt the increasing cold that preceded the creature's return, but he did not hesitate. He wrapped his hand around the door handle and threw it open, sending them both tumbling out into the lobby. The fake footprints that had led to the party were covered now, stained with very real blood. A siren's continuous scream grew louder, the sound of an ambulance quickly approaching the building.
Rafael looked to Gabe, still propped up in his grasp. Panic threatened to overwhelm him. Tears stood in his eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment. But he gritted his teeth and kept Gabe moving, over toward where he saw Isobel and what remained of Obed resting atop the marble floor.