In-person: Harry / Gwen
[The second stories wavers, the walls becoming fluid as she runs out of the room and down the stairs. She's in one of his t-shirts and a pair of knee highs and panties as she comes to a skidding halt at the basement door, which disappears and becomes an archway when she reaches for the doorknob. The stairs down slope, incline, and it's hard to keep balance as she slips down, toes pressing against the newly steep floor.] Harry? Harry, where are you?