The rain pattered and roared against the Hawthorne House as Xander found himself in a sleepover with you, his best friend. Everyone seemed to be asleep as they 'snuck' back down to the kitchen to grab something together.

Their hushed whispers, laughs, and shoves came to an abrupt halt from a noise coming from somewhere that neither of them could pinpoint. If the rain wasn't already making the estate seem more haunted already, this didn't help.

It wasn't a.. humanly noise. Out of all of his years in the Hawthorne House, Xander never heard anything like it, and had to admit he was just the tad bit spooked.