Ari woke in the darkness, feeling the heat of Damon besides her and heard his heavy breathing. She had been having one of the worst nightmares. She and Damon were being chased and hunted down by everyone in the world who survived and had been killed cruelly with fire. She shook her head as if the rid it of the memories and slowly shifted from sitting up to a crawling position. She crawled out of the tent and jumped into the air, transforming into a Andean Condor. They were one of the biggest birds on Earth. She flapped her wings and glided on the soft breeze. She saw the desert turn to a valley, a valley to a marsh, and a marsh to a town, the town turned to a city and she saw a big white house. She saw people walking. She swooped down at them. She landed with awkward grace and pecked one on the leg. She walked around and pecked them again. She got up and flew a bit, then circled back to them, she wanted them to follow her.

"It's hard sometimes, but I just have to suck it up. She was asked to join and I wasn't, there's nothing I could do about it." Garrett looked at the large house and nodded,"That one seems good." He walked up to the door and opened it. The house smelled oddly fresh and there were no rats or dogs. "Let's set her on that couch." Garrett limped towards a big navy blue couch near a door that must lead to the kitchen.

Sage Rodes

Sage sighed as he stepped out of the shower it was almost 10 pm now, and he had yet to do anything but shower. with a stoic expression and posture her walked to the dresser a towel around his waist leaving his scarred back exposed. " A brown jump suit... that sounds hot and irritating.." he said with an exhausted breath before unzipping the suit and laying it on the bed while he got dressed.

Yang was running from nothing. She screamed for help but nothing came out. Her feet got glued to the ground and she couldn't move. Yang screamed again but the thing just got closer. The thing was in view, a man with dark purple skin, Garrett. "Garrett, It's me, Yang!" She tried to tell him. Garrett teleported in front of Yang and grabbed her neck. Yang gasped and woke up, sweat streaming down her face.

"I bet it would be hard. What happened when you didn't join? Did you fall out?" Logan walked towards the house and pushed open the old white gate that led into the courtyard and walked across the stone path. Looking around, he saw the dark green hedges grow up around the courtyard. Then he entered the door and examined the furniture and layout of the room. Logan followed Garrett to the couch and set Raven down, wanting her to rest then he left to see the other rooms.

Upstairs, in a child's bedroom, was a doll. Not some sweet "Sunshine Sally" type of doll, a REAL, creepy doll...

The doll was as large as a grade-schooler, but that itself was not the source of the creepiness. The creepiness came from its face and it's overall appearance. The doll had large blue button eyes, and a very realistic human face aside from all of the stitches and seams on it. The doll also had on its face water marks around its eyes and a very disturbing, child-like smile.
The thing was wearing what looked like an old-fashioned schoolgirl's uniform. Its hair was a faded dirty-blonde in two worn-out braids. You could also see even more stitches along the doll's exposed "skin". The doll was clearly several years old and had a mischievous, childish, stuffed visage.

In short, the thing was exceedingly creepy. And it seemed to be waiting for something, or someone, too...

Garrett sighed and limped into the kitchen. He checked out the fridge, empty except a few rotting fruits. He slowly limped to the cabinets and found some canned foods. He took a few cans of beans and put them into his backpack. Garrett teleported back into the living room and set down his pack.

In the "Living" room(sorry, I just HAD to make that joke), all of the family's pictures were either torn, shredded, or bloodied. Even though it had been abandoned for quite some time, there were not any corpses from those who had previously lived there. The house had a history, one that most certainly was not pleasant...

Meanwhile...
After returning to the store for bed, Sarah remembered that she said that she would visit one of her Friends at her house at around sunset. If she remembered correctly, her Friend did not live alone...

Garrett looked at the photos in the home, but he just expected someone had came in and tried to keep people out of the house. He eased down onto a chair and put his burned leg out on a chair near him. He laid his head down, closing his eyes.

Logan wandered into the kitchen, looking aimlessly around the room. He made his way over to the cupboards and opened them in search of any food or left over equipment. He found nothing, it had all been emptied out. Logan then moved to the dining room and examined it. With torn wallpaper it looked rather creepy, the table seemed nice enough, a light brown slightly old style. He sat down on a chair and hummed to himself.