Darius was already feasting on his fear and a shiver went through his body when he thought about what was to come. He was too fast for anything to actually hit him, which was lucky, since he was quite distracted. At this speed it wasn't long until they reached the empty house, he had disposed of the bodies of its inhabitants already, everything was well barricaded and only he had the key to the steel reinforced front door. It opened without a sound to let them in and the shapeshifter immediately closed it behind him again. There were hooks at the ceiling of the living room they entered soon after and blood on the floor, knives, candles, whips, stranger implements and duct tape scattered around the floor.
Darius once more closed the door behind him and took the tentacle out of his mouth, reaching for the duct tape.....

((time skip for NSFW content?))

Violet burst out laughing and quickly covered her mouth. She hoped she didn't hurt his feelings about the drawing. But she had to admit that the drawing looked pretty funny. Well, she couldn't draw much better than him.

Slave struggled but when the tenticle was moved he couldn't help but whimper. " What are you doing... " he saw the monster reach for the duct tape.

( Skipping! )

Rocky crashed right next to Witchy's house. Oh god, she better not get mad. She knew what Witchy could do. The rock he was flying on was in a tree. He fell off it, landing on his face. He got up and wiped dirt off and knocked on Witchy's door.

He gently put her down onto the cold earth, before going inside one of the tents and rummaging around. About half a minute later he returned with a huge amount of fabric and an air mattress he attempted to put her onto, before trying to set up yet another tent above her. There was guilty expression on his face as well as one of pity.

Thunder smiled and laughed along. He took the paper again and tried drawing something else.
It was meant to be a chair.

"Thanks." Alicia said. She tried sitting up. Her back was somewhat sore and she was kinda tired, "are you tired?" She asked, stifling a yawn. She was tired.

That drawing looked a bit better than the first one. She wondered if 'Thunder' wanted to stay over for the night. This house had plenty of rooms... A lot. Most of them unused. They never really had guests over much. She slept in the basement.

Witchy woke up. " The door is open! " she snarled, angry at being disturbed. " What do you want? " she said, sitting up from the chair.

Thunder tilited his head and wondered why she wasn't laughing. Was it worse or was the last one completely rubbish it was funny?