[Dainn had, somehow, managed to drag himself inside this place. away from the sun, away from the blood he wasn't sure that he could drink without hurting himself. if the shadow had to be honested for once in his life, he was a little scared. the pain and injuries from jumping out of that house were too real for him. too solid when he could have just phased out if he was still himself.
so Dainn is here, listening to the noises and shrieks. it soothed him a little to hear those noises and the darkness was a comfort. but that was really it, wasn't it Mayfield? no true comfort. not his true home.]
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so Dainn is here, listening to the noises and shrieks. it soothed him a little to hear those noises and the darkness was a comfort. but that was really it, wasn't it Mayfield? no true comfort. not his true home.]