It's so crowded in here

Darnell: *can't help /gaping/ as he looks around the room, taking it all in. He takes in the sight of the other Ghost, staring a bit but will also offer a small wave if the man looks at him. The set-up here has a camera, but the phone number is for Thomas's cell. It rings and rings and winds up going to voicemail (Thomas looks at his phone but the number is blocked so he figures whatever telemarketer or prank caller is phoning him at this ungodly hour can leave a damned message)* Blackwell, it's Barrett. By the time you get this, you may or may not have been informed of the break-in at my flat. I was taken but I've since escaped, and those immediately involved are no longer a threat, but . . . there's a group of people trying to recreate Charles and Alister's worst accomplishments. From what I understand, Emma and Charlotte have already been found and relocated to safety. Keep an eye on yourself and your family. They could go after you to try to get me to reveal what I know, since...ah...other methods already haven't worked. I'll try to contact you again at a more reasonable hour. Oh, and Thomas . . . that thrift shop is still dusty as ever. Anyway, talk to you later. Barrett out. *will hang up the call*


((>,< Now that I'm finally settled for the day . . . I'm having a hard time keeping my eyes open. Gonna lay my head back and see if I nap a bit. orz))