He could hear his heart pounding more than usual as he shared a glance with Ben. It was quiet...too quiet.
Ben quietly hops up on top of the wardrobe and reaches up so that his fingertips touch the ceiling. Using just that contact he slowly pulls himself up so that he was upside down and sticking to the ceiling, free to crawl along it. He slowly moved along the ceiling, trying to feel if there were any footsteps above them, perhaps the vampire had moved.
"Nothing," he whispered down to Storm. "But I don't want to leave yet and it's not safe to stay here either." They'd blocked the door and the one window in the room, effectively barricading themselves in. Which might've been good if this were not a really old house and he wasn't exactly sure these walls were stable. The ceiling alone creaked under his weight, and he wasn't heavy at all.
"Where do you think it went?" No way that thing had left right? It could probably hear them for all he knew.
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