They do say a little chaos is good for the soul

LOCATION Rippingthorne; Deadwood, one of the houses
DATE 27th of September 2021
TIME afternoon
ATTIRE uniform
TOPIC FOR @Camila xx
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It had been a weird call. A really weird call actually, but having worked over hours already, and not really in a rush to get home, she had taken the responsibility of it. Ash had asked her to get a car and an extra hand, and Cecilia had not done much more than looking around her quickly and picked one of the new people who had started here. Also, she was eager to get to know some more. Cecilia did spend most of her hours at the hospital, so making friends here and family was a priority to her, as well as making over people feel welcome. It wasn't like things between her and Lucas weren't working out, they were just both so busy. Besides getting a call out of the hospital was perhaps some of the most exciting things that had happened in a while, even though driving through this foggy part of the woods were a new thing.

She had not been in these parts of Gaia before nor the woods and she was starting to fear she had gotten them lost.  Then, the village appeared. It looked like something from a nightmare, and she had had nightmares. It reminded her of the big mansion back in Moonlight Falls where she had saved Michael, the thick darkness spreading over the buildings, the streets empty with no soul. "Could this place be any creepier?" She mumbled and took a left turn down the street where her gps wanted her to turn. Cecilia had always been a bit of a sceptic, and after the year she had had, she did have an extra eye out for herself, and this place already had all the redflags. But as soon at the voice from the phone said that their destination was on their left, she stopped the car and looked to Camila. Right now wasn't the time to let a gut feeling stop her from doing her job, even though she did know that her gut feelings should be trusted. She had given Ash and Nia the adresse in case of back up on the patient - so at least she felt safe in that.

Cecilia stepped out of the car, feeling the chilling cold air trying to creep under her skin, making her shiver. Cecilia grabbed the medical kit and looked over at Camila, "ready?" She asked with a smile on her face, before looking around shortly. This indeed looked like a ghost town. Then she looked up to the house, there was a single light in the house, the rest was pitch black, and she did not like this at all.

The no was almost enough for Cecilia to turn around and drive away again, but as Camila said, but they were here to help someone. They had jobs to do, and they had sworn an oath back then to help others. But Cecilia couldn't agree more; they needed to get the hell out of here as soon as they could. Not to alarm you or anything, Cecilia turned her head towards Camila listening, she was already alarmed, but Camila mentioning that her senses freaked out - what ever that meant, she wasn't sure. But it wasn't good. This place was no good. A clairvoyant, she took a deeper breath in while licking her lips, "you could call me a seer, and I see not much good coming from this place," she added as she breathed out more heavily. "But the faster we get this job done, the sooner we can get home," she agreed taking a few steps closer to the door. There were very little crevices in the walls, the door slightly open.

Cecilia took a deeper breath in, listening, she could hear the heavy breathing like someone gasping for air inside, making her not think twice about going in. The thick darkness almost swallowed her, but following the small light to the living room where small orange light gave a little warm glow to the big room. It was cold, very cold. The place looked old, dusty and old. The paintings from old relatives barely staying on the walls, The furniture wasn't worth much, half broken, and she was sure for a moment she saw a rat run over the back of the arm chair. Down on the floor the old man was gasping for air on his back, lifting his hand up towards the two women, the phone he had just used to call a few meters from him, out. He looked like he had seen a ghost, almost as if uncontrollable terror had overtaken him, causing his heart to race faster than humanly possible. There was no indication of an attack, given his age she assumed it might be something with his heart, rushing by his side to run a quick check up. But the man grabbed her wrist looking into her eyes, eyes that almost screamed what wasn't able to be spoken over his shivering lips. Run.

Cecilia looked horrified into the man's eyes. They had to get out of here and it was  right this second, yet she could find the heart to leave the man on the floor. But before Cecilia even had a say Camila had gotten on to her feet and pulled her with her. Cecilia didn't think too much about it, despite wanting to kickstart her brain, but this was not the time to think of all the natural explanations to this. This wasn't natural events, she couldn't just use the measures of science to navigate in this. Within seconds the door slammed right in their face. It was locked. Shit. Shit couldn't cover it. "Fucking hell," she mumbled and took a deeper breath in, turning around to the sound of shrieking wood, just like when someone tried to walk silently on the floor. Cecilia took a deeper breath in and looked towards Camila, then trying to pick up her phone, "no signal. Fuck," she breathed out and licked her lips. "The windows," she then spoke, looking around for something they could use to hammer the window in. But it was dark, and the human nightvision wasn't something to brag about. However, she turned to the flashlight on her phone, at least the phone could be used for something.

The sound of running from the rooms upstairs made her freeze, and look up for a second. Now, Cecilia had never seen a ghost. She had seen things that had scared the crap out of her and made her question every single thing she had ever believed in, but a ghost or a spirit - never. And here it was like the walls had eyes, that every single breath you took was observed and calculated for. Cecilia turned her eyes back looking around, using her phone to see the rooms more clear but was not fond of leaving the entrance where they were standing. Now, she could summon someone, but who would she even summon, there wasn't anyone else she would want to get stuck in here. Cecilia found a candlestick on one of the counters and grabbed it, it was heavy, cold and old. But a noise from behind her made her turn around to the dark living room they had left at first hand. It was those steps again, the small shrieking sound coming in closer. Someone was coming closer.

Everything about this was wrong. She didn’t even need her powers or abilities to be sure of that. It was also the newfound werewolf in her, that made all her hair rise on her body. Screaming by the fact that she needed to get out. Now even though she was a young werewolf, she had been trained for years by some of the first-born werewolves. Meaning she had a very good understanding of her wolf. And when it asked her to leave a place, she didn’t hesitate twice to follow the little voice in her head. But the small hope was quickly drenched as the door was locked and wouldn’t move an inch even when she put all of her strength into ripping it open. “What the hell is this thing” Camila mumbled to herself, as she looked around, she couldn’t get a good read on it. She could just feel that there was definitely more than one. The whole ground was cursed and drew spirits to it. It was just a question about how long they had stayed, and how twisted they had become and had been before coming here.

Windows, she walked over to see if she could get her nails under it and pry it open. But once again she didn’t succeed. It was like there was a magical barrier over it, and not only the fact that someone had slammed the whole house shut.

“Whoever is in here, stop playing games, what do you want?” Camila demanded to know with a low growling voice, as she walked beside Cecilia. Her eyes flickered around in the dark, and even though she could see quite well int the dark as her eyes started to shine. She couldn’t see anything, even though she could feel them. As a soft very cold breath down her spine.