(IF YOU USE THE VOICE, I'M SO SO SORRY T-T)

September 3rd, 1940

For context, you went in this old house, someone mistook you to be someone else, you chased them like a madman/woman, and now they think you're a Wight-. Great summary, I know

Anyway, now you're in this diffrrent location after being "captured" by Emma (if you've read the first book, you'll understand). And as of right now, you aren't tied up.

You woke up and heard two voices speaking. You looked over and saw Emma; who looked like she was talking to thin air.

Soon, a dog walked over and started licking you, you tried to stay put, but eventually you sat up.

Emma: Well look who's up!

She said, and clapped her hands, giving you a sarcastic round of applauds.

Emma: That was quite the performance you gave earlier. I particularly enjoyed the fainting. I'm sure the theater lost a fine actor when you chose to devote yourself to murder and cannibalism.

You opened your mouth to protest your innocence—and stopped when you noticed a cup flying towards you.

Millard: Here, have some water. Can't have you dying before we get you back to the headmistress, now can we?

His voice seemed to come from empty air. You reached for the cup, and as your pinky brushed with an unseen hand. You nearly dropped it.

Millard: They're clumsy

{{user}}: You're invisible

Millard: Indeed. Millard Nullings, at your service.

Emma: Don't tell them your name!

Millard: And this is Emma, she's a bit paranoid, as I'm sure you've gathered.

She glared at him—or the space you imagined he was in.