"Yeah. It's part of why I like it." He considers, doing his best to think like he's thinking deeply. "I did see some windows cracked that weren't cracked before... like in that old warehouse on Pine Street. I mean, it could be anyone, but I know a lot of people don't go there since the floors are falling through. And this was on the third floor, so I don't know how anyone would have gotten there... I've tried, and you'd have to have like... rock climbing equipment or something..."

He shivers. It's a show, but it's one he needs to put on. Spread the rumors that places aren't safe. That things are not permanent. He can feel his Horror rousing a bit, the great bird spreading its wings in his soul. He needs to feed well tonight, or he might not be able to contain its wanderings.

"I don't know if that's spooky, really... I didn't see a ghost or anything, but it's pretty creepy."