George: George froze, looking over to the bush while his grip was tight on Eli in case George had to move him out of the way quickly. "That would be me, yes," George barked. "What do you want?"

Ariv: "Ooooh yes! Such a big boy!" Ariv marveled sarcasticly before scooping Alastor up and kissing his cheek.

Eli: he was starting to get scared grabbing George's leg and holding on tightly.

(?): he could be heard struggling to speak, slowly he crawled out of the bushes. His hair long and black looking like it hadn't been washed in months, his skin a pale white and stained red in places. He was covered in bruises and looked similar to that of a skeleton. He had a few sloppy stitches on his chest and stomach. His eyes their regular pitch black. He was worn out and could barely stand anymore.

(?): he coughed up blood, his nose bled. Although his features slowly changed into someone more recognizable. It was Damian, the illusion faded after a few seconds and he was left with blood gushing out of his nose, creating a puddle on the ground. "I-I needed to m-make sure you w-were real..."

Alastor: he rolled his eyes even though he was clearly blushing. He sighed dramatically "this room is so plain! You expect me to make this where my cruel and miserable life ends??"