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she didn’t need to ask for clarification on who ‘he’ was. there was a feeling in the pit of her stomach for a few brief moments before she came to her senses. if pitch black had broken out from the isle, not only would people have found out by now, but she would have felt his presence. nightmare energy such as his was like a walking, talking beacon. a signal that told his children, ‘here i am!’ and she hadn’t felt it, not at all. “he’s not here, sam,” she said softly, letting out a breath. “why did you think he was?”

Samuel hesitated when she sounded so certain that he wasn’t there. “I heard him.” He repeated quietly. “I woke up because he yelled in my ear, and my blankets were hanging in the air...” His voice was slowly going back to normal, but he was still clearly afraid. If it wasn’t their father, then who would do something like that? Why would someone do something like that? Was what happened on the Isle starting to happen here to, where anyone and anyone would come after him?

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the spell that luna had been under, the one that had made her believe she was her halloween costume, had faded away, and by the state of her, she figured she hadn’t done anything too strenuous. at least she’d gone with a video game character and not something along the lines of a demon. she’d been ready to go out again, perhaps get some candy, when she heard the knock and the panicked voice. throwing the door open, she brandished her fan, the only thing in her hand she had, and said, “sam, what is it? what’s wrong?”

Samuel’s eyes flicked to the fan for just a moment before looking at her face again. “I think he’s here.” He said quickly, breathing heavily from running. “H-he was in my room, I heard him.” He was completely panicking. If he was in Auradon, who knew that was going to happen? He could start attacking people, and what if the Guardians couldn’t stop him this time? What if he’d figured out a way to beat them while he was on the Isle?

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Samuel was panicking. His father couldn’t be in Auradon, he just couldn’t be... he wasn’t one of the escaped villains... so he was still on the Isle. But somehow, the voice that called out at him in the middle of the night, the loud laughing, they all sounded exactly like him, and it was scaring Sam more than he wanted. As soon as the laughing stopped and the blankets fell to the floor, the boy bolted out of the room and towards his sister’s, not knowing who else to go to. “Luna!” He called through the door and knocked several times, panting by the time he got there.

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Turning the work notebook in his hands, he let out a sigh. His therapist said he was making huge progress and currently the hospital was telling him he was in a high point when it came to balancing his depression but something felt off. Garrett hated to admit he was waiting for the other shoe to drop. Pushing off the counter, he forced a smile as the bell went off alerting him that someone had entered. “Good afternoon. Just pick somewhere to sit and I’ll be with you in a moment.”

Samuel had to get some manuscript paper but found that, while he was in town, he got really hungry all of a sudden. So, the boy headed into a little restaurant and glanced around, only to hear Garrett’s voice. “Oh, hey.” He said softly and looked up at him, surprised. “I didn’t know you worked here.” He immediately regretted saying that after doing so. What if Garrett mentioned it to him, and he thought that Sam was a horrible friend for forgetting? Immediately the nerves kicked in and he waited what seemed like forever for an answer.

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Samuel barely did anything all night. First he did some studying, then watched a movie... but he just really wasn’t into this whole Halloween thing. The only thing he liked, frankly, was the little pieces of candy that meant he didn’t have to eat a whole chocolate bar. But after a few of those, and a movie and a half, the brunet was already pretty tired, and decided to finally turn out his lights. He’d been asleep for about an hour and a half, when suddenly he was woken up by the blankets were ripped away and he heard a voice, making his face lose all colour and terror fill him. He immediately scrambled so his back was in the corner of the bed frame and the wall, breathing shallow and rapid.

👻 (Sam)

You’re fast asleep in your own bed when a sudden bump wakes you. As you look around the room, suddenly you feel a distinct chill fill the room, and then your blankets are suddenly ripped away from you, to hang in the air, and a booming voice fills the room, “BOO!”

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Samuel let out a laugh and shrugged. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Boo! Did I scare you?” (luna!)

Samuel did indeed jump a little bit as his sister tried to scare him, but he let a small smile crack at his lips. “Good try.” He muttered, nudging her lightly.

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Samuel had gone to the courtyard to study, and quickly discovered that there were no empty tables. The one the least occupied was solely taken by a girl asleep on the table, and sighed, but sat down across from her and opened up one of his books. He was halfway through a sentence, about five minutes into his work, when suddenly the girl across from him woke up and practically yelled, making him jump. His eyes shot up at her and stared for a moment, unsure of what to say. “Are you okay?”

matilda bolted up, quickly lifting her head from where it had been resting on her books. she had tried to study, found a nice table beneath a tree in the courtyard, but alas, she had fallen asleep somewhere in the midst of her study session. she awoke with a panicked look over her face, turning her head left and right almost sporadically, “mama?” she called out, letting out a heavy breath. she was about ready to cry — she hadn’t had a dream about her mother in years, and she was freaking out.

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“let’s go for pumpkin spice lattes.” // chance!!

Samuel blinked at the suggestion. “Pumpkin and coffee?” He asked slowly. “Why?”

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“Boo! Did I scare you?” (luna!)

Samuel did indeed jump a little bit as his sister tried to scare him, but he let a small smile crack at his lips. “Good try.” He muttered, nudging her lightly.

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“Help me decorate.”

“Oh, uhm... okay, what do you need help with?”

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Samuel’s expression fell a little bit at her words but he nodded. He was too weak without any nutrition the past few days, he couldn’t support himself walking. “Okay.” He muttered and sat back down, leaning his back against the back of the bed.

luna was pleased that he was able to stand up, but as soon as she saw just how hard he was clutching the railing, she shook her head. “nope, you can’t, lie back down and i’ll get it for you. you just rest for now, okay?” she said, taking her wallet out of her bag.

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Sam sighed at that and just glanced at a clock on the wall, pursing his lips. “I guess...” He muttered. “They’re mostly just bruises, though.” And he wasn’t keen on a stranger asking him why practically hiw whole body was covered in bumps and bruises.

“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!” (ophelia!)

Sam hesitated before answering, wishing he didn’t look as rough as he did. Otherwise he could pretend he was just painting or something. “Nowhere, I just needed some air.” He lied, swallowing hard.

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“I guess...” Sam just was worried that one day she would overestimate herself or underestimate someone else, and get herself hurt. “Would they really go after you just because of your dad?” Most people in Auradon at least seemed pretty open, but he didn’t know about other countries.

“You could’ve died, you know…” (Sam)

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‘No, I would not have perished. I know what I am doing. This is what I am trained to do.’

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Now that wasn’t what he expected, not in the slightest. “That’s... smart, I guess. But who’s going to hurt you here?” That was, of course, his first concern. He was always worried about people getting hurt, but outside of the escaped villains, he didn’t know how many people would try to hurt her.

“You could’ve died, you know…” (Sam)

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‘No, I would not have perished. I know what I am doing. This is what I am trained to do.’

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Samuel just wanted the conversation to get away from him and why he was hurt. He didn’t want to talk about it. Honestly, he just wanted to go upstairs to his room and get some sleep, but he didn’t know if he would even be able to now. He was too awake, too alert. “Oh... well it’s nice of you to do that.”

“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!” (ophelia!)

Sam hesitated before answering, wishing he didn’t look as rough as he did. Otherwise he could pretend he was just painting or something. “Nowhere, I just needed some air.” He lied, swallowing hard.

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Samuel nodded a little and started to stand up, determined to do this himself. He wasn’t injured in any way... he could walk to the vending machine and back. Hopefully, anyway. “I think I can.” He told her, but his hand was clutching the little railing next to his bed so hard that his knuckles had gone white.

luna knew she would have to rest at some point, and she definitely would when she returned to her room and was able to calm down from all that had happened, but right now was not the time. when she heard samuel’s stomach, she stifled a laugh. “yeah, definitely. you alright to stand up? if you can’t, you can stay here and i can get something for you. no problem.”

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Samuel nodded a little bit to say he understood. Hell, he understood more than he could really explain. Usually that was how it started, he was tired physically but not mentally, but after the first couple of days he was exhausted in both ways, until he could barely stay awake. He was about to open his mouth to say something again when his stomach growled loudly and he glanced down, blinking. He would have figured they would have given him a feeding tube. “Can we go to the vending machine?”

there had been no way that luna was staying behind when her brother and friends had gone missing. she didn’t like fighting others, or using her powers, and while she’d managed to avoid the latter for the most part, she’d had to participate in a few fights. she wasn’t trained for such a thing, but she’d managed, using the area around her to her advantage. at his question, she shook her head. “no, i’m fine. i’m tired, but i’m not sleepy, if that makes sense. like… my body is tired, but my mind isn’t.” she had no clue if she was making any sense, but she was going to try anyway.