With Connor leading the way, Garrick rushed down to the hall where the party was happening. He came out in the corridor above and looked down; the party had suddenly gone cold, there were murmurings going on in place of music and everyone stood stagnantly, staring up at him.
Garrick was confused, what was going on? Something wasn't right and even though he was yet to see the problem, he could feel it, he could sense it in his being. It was something he hadn't felt in a thousand years, something odd but yet familiar to the core.
Clarisse who was standing not too far from him was puzzled as well, she turned to Connor hoping for an explanation but he looked spooked and puzzled as well. his eyes were roaming through the crowd like he was searching for something or maybe someone.