 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Gunnar was running just a bit later than he intended when he was meeting Alana for a break in the Underground Coffee hangout. It was a nice, little, out of the way place that not many people seemed to know about, so of course the 23 year old was drawn to it.
But as he made his way to the lowest levels, he heard a couple voices that told him something was off. One of those voices was Alana and the other belonged to the Mysteries department head. "Hello, Mr. Flamsteed... Alana.." he greeted them both, being familiar with the older man from knowing who the department heads were but also since he was a former teacher of both his parents and had to hear about him ever since he started this job.
"What's going on?" Clearly something was not right, though he did not know exactly what. Just then, a smell hit him, something that reeked of death. Maybe he was being internally dramatic, but it was bad. "What... is that?" He peered at the dark void that he was sure had been a stone wall last time he was done here, soon noticing marks of blood. And... where there more voices? Gunnar reached for his wand as he stepped in from of Alana in an almost protective gesture and looked towards Airey for what they should do.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |