Hunting for the Revenant

Scene from Hounds of Burgess
We wanted to be sure we were really dealing with a revenant before we sent word to the others. We went out during the day, taking perch on the roof of Jamie's dorm building. The students below still gave off an essence of fear. I couldn't blame them. One of their own wasn't just brutally murdered. He had been murdered and no trace of a killer could be found. Plus the chilling message left behind didn't help at all. This went beyond a childish prank. This was reality hitting them where it hurt the most.

I almost hated how I found myself feeding off the fear. It had been such a long time since I could be around such a large mass of frightened humans. I couldn't help myself. I shivered as my head went light while I hit my limits and beyond. It was a sort of feeling similar to being high. Everything felt at ease, and I was extremely satiated. I leaned against Pitch's back as he looked out over the campus. "Is it wrong I'm feeding off of the terror?"

He chuckled and I could feel the reverberations easily. "It's in our nature. Don't feel so guilty; I am as well. No sense letting it all go to waste, despite the circumstances."

I propped my boots up on the wall beside me, finding it surprisingly comfortable while he supported my weight with ease. "What signs are we even looking for? The Guardians said they haven't seen or heard anything."

"Anything that could be off."

"And you think it could be out during the day? Spirits of all sorts are more active at night; you should know this from experience."

I felt him shake his head. "I don't know. Anything at all of the spiritual plane."
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