[ You might ask "when was the last time Nell Crane felt this at peace," but time is a funny thing. The young woman herself is hovering in the open doorway of the cabin, start out into the night with a little smile and a distant stare. ]
No, thank you. [ She replies to a question that isn't asked. After about ten seconds, she half-turns, and the smile becomes apologetic. ] ...Sorry. Don't mind me.
[ It doesn't seem to matter who else is in the cabin, or what they're doing. Nell rests a hand against the threshold, looking upward to the stars high above the cabin and the trees around it. She seems almost like a statue, perhaps both unblinking and not breathing. Still, and at peace. ]
It's...beautiful, isn't it?
✗ rage
[ If only this was her first experience with a supernatural house. ]
Didn't I just...? [ Nell frowns, hand still extended to the counter where she'd left her phone. Her brows come together in curious confusion as she finds it missing, but she's quick to chalk it up to a scattered mind. She's always been a little scattered, particularly since-... Well. ]
Oh. [ Her eyes fall on a row of knives standing on their points on the kitchen table, having decidedly not been there a moment ago. Her frown grows more prominent, but before the utensils can do anything more violent, Nell is standing outside of the home, staring in through the front door. ]
Are all of the houses here haunted? [ She asks of a passer-by, expression one of weariness. ] Or did I just get lucky?
nell crain | the haunting of hill house | spoilers likely
[ You might ask "when was the last time Nell Crane felt this at peace," but time is a funny thing. The young woman herself is hovering in the open doorway of the cabin, start out into the night with a little smile and a distant stare. ]
No, thank you. [ She replies to a question that isn't asked. After about ten seconds, she half-turns, and the smile becomes apologetic. ] ...Sorry. Don't mind me.
[ It doesn't seem to matter who else is in the cabin, or what they're doing. Nell rests a hand against the threshold, looking upward to the stars high above the cabin and the trees around it. She seems almost like a statue, perhaps both unblinking and not breathing. Still, and at peace. ]
It's...beautiful, isn't it?
✗ rage
[ If only this was her first experience with a supernatural house. ]
Didn't I just...? [ Nell frowns, hand still extended to the counter where she'd left her phone. Her brows come together in curious confusion as she finds it missing, but she's quick to chalk it up to a scattered mind. She's always been a little scattered, particularly since-... Well. ]
Oh. [ Her eyes fall on a row of knives standing on their points on the kitchen table, having decidedly not been there a moment ago. Her frown grows more prominent, but before the utensils can do anything more violent, Nell is standing outside of the home, staring in through the front door. ]
Are all of the houses here haunted? [ She asks of a passer-by, expression one of weariness. ] Or did I just get lucky?