Out of the Shadows

She had decided that she needed to get out of the house for the day.  Poor Luce was seeing students, and had no need for her to be there hovering right now, so she had taken the opportunity to head down to the markets, there was a new ribbon stall she wanted to visit after all.  She was weak when it came to the bits she could use to pretty up her hair, even if it was simple vanity, and even as she felt the distinct feeling of being followed, something she had tried to put off as her overactive imagination, and her attempting a trip out of the manor alone.

But as she wandered further into the market, the feeling wouldn't leave her, couldn't leave her a moments peace, and the crowd was crashing in on her, the buildings drawing closer and closer and she was off running, blindly, trying to escape to a place that didn't feel so strangling.  Luce was at the manor, Rene was.. elsewhere.  Maeve was at the manor too.. so headlong she ran to the only other safety she knew -- Vincent, and prayed he was on duty today and that he wouldn't laugh her off and turn her away.

"Vincent!"  Ophelia yelled, as she came upon his normal post, her heart threatening to burst from her chest, her head empty save for the all consuming fear that the world was trying to swallow her whole.