。 it's been a {ℓσηg уєαя} 。

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"I must be going crazy," Lane shook his head, touching his forehead, "You're just in my imagination."

[deepwallow]

"Am I Lane?"

It asked strangely, and this time it was followed by a short but wonderful giggle. Whomever, or whatever, this thing was, it obviously knew him. And this was getting stranger and stranger by the second

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"Who..who are you?" Lane shouted, backing away from the bookshelf.

[deepwallow]

However, now the voice was completely silent, giving no whisper at all. Obviously, it was done toying with him. Or whatever it was trying to do. This was so confusing...

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Lane went back to the bookshelf and started tearing the books down. Someone had to be behind it!

[deepwallow]

All Lane met was the solid dark oak wood of the bookcase. The books made loud thuds as they hit the floor, but as the books settled and silence reigned, there was another faint whisper.

"The maps."

That was all it said before the room went quite once more. What did it mean by the maps? The Everhearts had plenary of maps!

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"Maps?" Lane wrinkled his nose, "We have a lot of maps, you know.."

[deepwallow]

However, the voice said no more, and this time it seemed for good. Silence remained the ruler of the library, that and chaos from all of the books strewn about because of Lane. Blaire would definitely questioned what happened if he saw this. And why wouldn't he?

It looks like Lane went crazy for a moment, tearing out books in frustration.

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"Lane?" Blaire stepped into the library and looked around. The books were still in place, but the boy was not.

"Over here," Lane grumbled, casting another glare at the bookshelf. Blaire walked around the corner and stopped, "Whoa..what happened?"

[deepwallow]

The books lay scattered in various positions. Some were lucky enough to hit the ground and shut. Others hit the ground page first, crumpling quite a few. Then some fell on their backs with pages open facing upwards. It really was a mesh scene, with dust floating in the air due to the books' lack of use over many years.

I have to admit, when I was doing the voice through the wall part, I was kinda freaked out because I was sitting in a room alone at night and someone next door hit the wall. I practically jumped out of my skin XD)

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[ xD ]

"I thought I heard someone," Lane grumbled,kicking one of the books gently, "It sounded like they were stuck behind this bookshelf."

"Lane, there's no one else around," Blaire frowned, "It's just us."

[deepwallow]

Oh, and just to clarify, only Lane can hear the voice XD))

Almost as if teasing him, there was a very faint giggle right after Blaire said that. It was definitely that voice again!

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"There it is!" Lane pointed, making Blaire turn around to see, "I don't hear anything, Lane."

"How can you not?! It laughed!"

[deepwallow]

The giggle came again when silence filled the space between the harried heir and the worried servant, only this time there was another short whisper after it. Since Lane wasn't pressing his ear against the wood though, he couldn't make out what it said. It felt like it was taunting him

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"Come on, Lane," Blaire stepped closer and took the boy gently by the arm, "I think maybe you need something to eat. Or a rest. You've been in here reading for too long."

"But.."

[deepwallow]

There was that faint giggle again as Blaire led him away from the mess of books he had created and away from the voice. As the two moved back towards where Lane had originally been studying, there was something off about the book he had been reading.

There was some kind of writing there that hadn't been there before, as if someone came in and wrote on the book while he had been in the corner of the library chasing that voice. It was hard to see from Blaire pulling him along

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"Wait, Blaire, my book..!" Lane murmured, moving to grab it, but Blaire stopped him.

"You go on to your room. I'll bring you the book."

[deepwallow]

When he had moved to get the book, he could vaguely see what had happened. Here were words written here and there across the page randomly in wild handwriting that was unreadable from this far away. Whoever had done it had also drawn slightly on one of the pictures of the Succubi. Blaire pulled him back too quickly though for Lane to make it out

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Lane frowned, seeing the writing but he was pulled away too fast, "Damn it, Blaire!"

[deepwallow]

(Warp to his room when he gets the book?)