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What a mess. Jones’ eyes lingered on Marc for a moment before surveying the room around him, light filtering slightly through the curtains or blinds of the place, moon light. It was eerie. When stepping into Eddie’s room he’d found a sense of life was left in there. It was left the exact way...

"Sixth, yeah. I get that." Charlie let out a small laugh before shrugging his shoulders, longish-hair tickling the edges of his shoulders, his eyes lingering on the Lynch boy's face. "I-I honestly don't know if someone is meant to meet me." His memory returned to the night he was sent, trying...

Charlie was indeed lost, but it was made ever so slightly worse by the new presence of boys surrounding him. Surely you would understand the feeling, being thousands of miles away from home, somewhere you'd never been, thrown into the deep end of a completely different society and culture. Make...

Staring at the high walls of the Winterside building, Charlie reached into his pocket to offer out a card to the man who had driven him since the early hours of the morning. A grumble followed suit before the man took the card, something in a thick accent about 'that rotten family', and he...

The Hazing Ritual September 9th, 2017, Saturday 13:08 It had been a long time coming, this trip into the unknown, this journey from a small American town to an even smaller Scottish location. His head leaned against the window, jet lags tight grip on the tiredness of his eyes and the aching of...

Charlie Finch 17 The new kid on the block, the one who's intruding and the one that the other kids just... Don't know. Everyone else has their packs, their friends, the years they've spent at Winterside Boarding School cementing these relationships, and he just turns up? What new adventures...

I'd like to add, as someone who is part of the art world, that the level of detail in paintings such as Da Vinci's is due to something we now take for granted. Bearing in mind that the creation of 'modern art' started in the mid 1800's, you have to remember as well that it really blossomed when...

The Hazing Ritual ( 1x1 between @Jupiter and @ghostling )

As the video rolled on and the scene changed to a happier and less mock-violent one, the past played on the screen that Marc was watching. A lot of the people who were now involved in this investigation were bunking downstairs. Some people had driven a lot further out than they intended to be...

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Eddie was laughing hysterically with each poke, tears squeezing from his eyes and his face a bright red. "Oh my god, please! I submit! I'll have a normal vi-vi-video!" He laughed. He tried to wrestle his father off him, but a thirteen year old against a grown man was sadly...

Eddie never noticed. He was young, he was carefree. He was a child. Thirteen is so young, so innocent and so... Oblivious. But the good kind, in a way. Oblivious to dangers but just starting to grasp that bad things happened in the world, but it never happened to you. It was the kind of...

Eddie stared up at the ceiling, before turning onto his side and instead staring at the wall. He was still impressed that he managed to sleep in this place. The adrenaline that pumped through his veins when he was faced with danger always died down to a numb hazy feeling of tiredness. Without...

"I... It's safe. It's safe enough, at least so far it has been." Eddie didn't know how long he'd be able to have the energy to look after this child. Part of him was already annoyed that he'd been thrown into the mix, some selfish, deep part in him knew that now it would always be Lucas first...

Eddie's smile faltered slightly when he realised the kid thought he was still close to home. He supposed, or maybe he thought that the kid might have not realised how long they'd been driving, or such. He gulped and shook his head. "No... I don't know if I've ever been to Colorado. I... I'm from...

A few people looked between themselves when they asked about who would go with Bill. Elizabeth wondered if Bill could have the burlap sack and three people could share a pillow. She supposed not. "I'll go with Bill." She sighed. Bill looked both disappointed and happy at the same time. Perhaps...

The alien, I suppose, returns with a vengeance.

Eddie, with Lucas behind him, was glad that the others stepped up to intervene with Bill's bullshit. He knew that Bill was a big problem, it had the potential, he believed, to get so much worse. He wondered what it was that the guy wanted everyone to do, what he wanted people to obey. A small...

"No, no. I want everyone to get a pillow. Lucas and I are only small, if you're insistent on giving us a pillow each, which thank you by the way, I know it's a really hard choice... If you want us to have a pillow each, we can share pillows. We're both not exactly gigantic, if we sleep back to...

Eddie let out a deep sigh of relief. He'd been to gigs before, with Milo, god he hadn't thought about Milo in days. He had been to gigs with him though, he knew what it was like, this ringing, how hard it was to fall asleep listening to it. God. He couldn't even hear his own breathing anymore...

Eddie opened and closed his mouth, gawping like some fish in water while he tried to think of something to say. "We don't know yet. We haven't found it yet, but we're trying." Only half truths and half lies, he supposed, but when did it boil down to being his job to comfort a ten year old child...