room 216 ; monday morning

[necroslacker]

Sometimes, Sam actually did sleep. Without classes to get him up, he'd fallen asleep early this morning and was still sleeping pretty soundly right now. That, of course, meant Sam's ghosts were out.

And no, these were not ghosts in a closet like skeletons in a closet. These were actual ghosts, visages of the dead floating around Sam's sleeping body, shrieking and moaning and keening. Sam's brow crinkled and he was tossing and turning a bit. Somewhere inside his sleeping mind, he knew what was happening but he hoped the ghosts would go away. What he once thought was a nightmare was now just a side effect of his powers.

The ghosts dipped lower, floating helplessly right above Sam's body. He curled up around a pillow and tried to block them out. The ghosts didn't go away. One screamed. Another whimpered.

Sam started looking a little restless.

[Door closed but post open! Seeing the ghosts is reserved for one person so anyone after her will just see Sam looking a little tired. And NFB on the ghosts, of course. Just looks like Sam's having a bad sleep.]

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[whenshewasnice]

Natalie was just looking to see if he was up, and would maybe want to walk into town for coffee or something. She knocked on the door, lightly, mostly as a warning, because she then opened it and peered inside.

Her heart skipped a beat.

And yes, the sensible thing to do here would probably have been to close teh door and walk away, because she knew the ghosts wouldn't actually hurt him or anything, but... Well, it didn't feel right. Not if she was intending to move in with Sam. And soon.

She did close the door, but not before she'd stepped inside the room. She wasn't blinking. Staring at the ghosts was clearly a better option.