Snippet #2438052

Damakos begins approaching the ghost and the bird before another noise behind him pierces his ears, evoking another irritated expression on his face. He slips around the corner he came from, pressing his back against the wall while gazing at the window now ahead of him. He squints in curiosity upon finding another bird, nearly beckoning him or someone to let it within the building. The birds are more of a coincidence than Tsukasa.

He considers birds to be a part of nature, and as an extension, believes them to be independent of a more sapient being’s habits. Even then, their activities are strange. Damakos considers this as another clue in his personal mystery. That little bird’s ruckus isn't even the tip of the iceberg.

He hears the rumbling of footsteps along the creaking wooden floor grow louder, indicating an increase in intensity and proximity to his own. The sounds are getting closer to him. Another person is getting closer to him. Everything from before pales in comparison to the unprecedented arrival of a hysterical Jordyn .

Damakos stands against the wall with widened eyes and his throwing knife held defensively at the unintelligible actions of this human clinging to Tsukasa’s door for dear life. “An Earthquake?” he parrots, cocking a single brow while yet refusing to lower his guard in the presence of a maniac. His fear obstructs his attention from the leaking sand trail.

Within the next moment, he mysteriously slips inside of Tsukasa’s room. Damakos remains outside, dumbfounded.