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*Hearing Crim scream and realising that it would be difficult getting her out from under there seeing she was scared as she was. The only thing Mika could think of to do was to get Mark to help her. She stayed in the spot she was not wanting to leave Crim in the shape she was in. She lightly yelled for Mark to come help her.* Hey Mark I think you need to come in here.

Shawn hadn't slept in roughly four days now. His head was killing him, and the pain was starting to affect his telepathic abilities. he would accidentally read minds, or move things. He had almost totally lost control. Growling through the pain, he continued searching the mansion for the loot from the heist. Somebody had moved it, and he needed to make sure everything was still in order. After that, he could sleep.

*She nedded to Mark and got up. She ran upstairs and into the bathroom grabbing a cloth and dampened it. She went back downstairs and unto the dining area. She kneeled down and handed it to Mark. Here you go.

*Upon hearing Mika call for Mark, Crim began shaking her head, her hands still clamped over her mouth. She hadn't meant to scream, really, she hadn't. It just kind of...happened? Squeezing her eyes shut as Mark approached, Crim seemed to recede under the table a bit more. She didn't want him to see her like this...he would just worry and causing him stress is something she didn't want to burden him with.

Her eyes still filled with some sort of horror, she shook her head vigorously when her serrogate brother suggested that she out with what was bugging her. It was almost as if that, even though she knew that she was safe inside the mansion and that Halloween was over, there was still some childish fear in her mind that if she spoke of the zombies that haunted her that night, they would come back.*

*She set down leaning against the wall facing them. Waiting to she what she could do.*

Cr--... *Mark was cut off when she dove onto him. His hands were in the air for a moment, but he realized she was wearing some sort of armor he hasn't seen before. Mark wrapped one of his arms around her, holding her close. He stroked her hair once again, listening to her crying. He couldn't make out most of what she said but he got what he needed from her mind. It was the first time he was able to do that, and probably the last. He didn't want to have Crim so weak, and he guessed neither did she wanted to be in such a state.* It's ok... they're gone now... I heard about the explosion, the news said they were all killed there... They can't get through the mansion's defences either, You're much more stronger than them... Everything's alright, Crimson... Noone is going to come and get you, or harm you. *Mark couldn't help but just keep repeating that she would be ok. He wasn't sure if he was lying or not, he hoped his words weren't a lie. The news did state that the only survivors were Gambino, but then again his son was missing, so one could only assume. Mark shook his head lightly, placing his chin over Crim's head. Cradling her in his arms gently, hoping to calm her down.*

(( Only Ashleigh could bring that bullshit event into MY thread. ))

An almight crash rang throughout the mansion. It subsided over a few seconds, seemingly being the sound of a wall gradually falling apart, the rubble thudding into the top of a car.
The Subaru had ended up around the back of the lawns, smashed through the wall into the Games Room.

Tika could be found quite happily playing darts against himself, each dart missing the dartboard greatly, ending up embedded in the floor, ceiling and walls.