Jerome slowed down, then stopped walking around. He also began to calm down...why would Lord Vladimier not be very well dressed? It couldn't be him.
He moved back to the girl.
"Take me to him now," he whispered, slightly calmer this time.
Jerome needed to see this man, and fast. Then a flash of pain shot through his head, and for that one moment, he could see his father's face, mouthing something to him, then it was gone.
He did not care how powerful this man was, he just wanted to see the last bit of blood be drained from his body.
Jerome pointed at the girl.
"Did you see him up stairs, or down?" he demanded.

"He's everywhere!" the girl screamed she felt so annoyed that the man thought he could yell at her.
"But I can't show you him, even though he's everywhere..." all of a sudden she looked very scared

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Jerome lifted his hand in anger, beging to hate this girl.
"Well he can not be here, or I would have seen him by now. If you see him then he can not be somewhere else, so hurry up and spit it out!" The man snarled.
He ran out into the hall-way, moving up the stairs, they creaked as he walked on them. As he reached the landing, everything went into darkness. There were no candles lit on the second floor, just dim light coming from the windows.
Jerome moved into the front bedroom, nothing in there but burnt down candles, some rotten sheets on the floor, jade green with mould. He closed the broken door of that room. Moving along he came to a smaller room, it smelt of broken brick, nobody was in there.
"What do you wan't from me, do you wan't me to leave?" The man left the question hanging in the air.
Jerome fell to his knees, a single tear escaped from his eye. Then he just sat there, as if waiting for an answer.

There is a shadowy figure walking down a street, ther waist-length white blonde hair fanning out behind her. He head is down, concealing the majority of her face.
She is ignored by the occasional passer-by and looks nothing much out of the ordinary. Her misty grey eyes scan her surroundings, giving the impression she is looking for something. She glances quickly behind her and shudders silently. She presses on, and doesn't look around again.
She turns a corner, her violet cloak soaring on only a light breeze. She murmurs to herself. "Alone..." She looks up properly, revealing her human nature to anyone watching.