Whispers in the dark - Entry for Charmel

Charmel tossed and turned in her bed, nightmares from halloween havoc that took her arm is plaguing and tormenting her in her sleep. It makes it hard to get a good full night's rest. In the midst of the chaos of the dream, suddenly an finleys voice cuts through the midst of the chaos induced dream. “Hey… you. Come here, I need to ask you something!” Charmel snapped awake for the chaos induced dream but, was still a bit groggy. Her body slowly hoisted her legs over the side of the bed. The fire draken slowly rubbed her eyes with her one good arm as she sat up. Her eyes took a moment to adjust to the darkness that filled her room.

 Before she could really process the random voice that cut through her dream or rather nightmare, the finleys voice spoke loudly again with more urgency. “Please! Hurry! We don’t have much time to talk.” Charmel’s body slowly stands up from sitting on the bed. She yawns and the fire draken slowly starts walking throughout the house then out her front door into the chilly moonlit night of the town. It took her a few minutes to fully get into town after leaving her house, she glanced around confused. Where is that voice coming from? Why is her body seemingly walking to the source by itself? 

 After a few minutes, the fire draken got even more confused when she found herself walking into the museum, let alone the storage room. Charmel glanced around looking for the source of this voice, that’s when she saw it. A protective glass case with an odd black stone sitting inside of the case. Suddenly, the finleys voice spoke up again excitedly “Oh good! You came! I was worried!”. Charmel slowly blinked and stared at the strange black orb, she glanced around making sure Tobias wasn't there before, again before returning her gaze to the orb. The fire draken hesitantly spoke up. “I… uh… am sorry for… worrying you??”. 

 Her expression morphed into one of pure and utter confusion, why is an inanimate object talking to her? Let alone one that talks like a finley? Before she could really process this, THE ORB spoke up again “Listen, like I said… we don’t have much time! I need your help, something… is coming and… it needs your help. Please…?”. Charmel stared at the orb for a moment longer, was… this the spirits way of asking for help directly? If so… why should she… deny whatever spirit that is reaching out to her for help? “I… am willing to help… with whatever it is…” The ORB excitedly spoke up again at her agreement to help it “That's great! I really do hope that you don't regret helping me!”. Charmel shrugged “I mean… you seem to be a spirit… who reached out to me directly. So, who am I to say no to your request?” THE ORB is silent for a moment before speaking again “I… see!”