Abbadon sits alone near the fireplace, playing jacks while muttering to himself. Ben was in the library, Esther was trying to catch a ghost monster in the basement, Nathan is being a stupid ghost man, and Katherine is out getting groceries, so Abaddon is basically alone. He curses under his breath, hating that he is stuck in some little 1700s boy’s body and that he’s not ruling in Hell. He’s stuck in this forsaken haunted hotel while having no rule! How agonizing. He fidgets with a jack angrily.