Hunter almost immediately blinks. Haunted? It doesn’t feel haunted. Granted, he was only briefly an outsider, and he’s not worried about ghosts or anything like that. And inside it’s beautiful.

“If Bigfoot is living there, he’s doing a really good job of hiding,” he nods, “…Wouldn’t discredit the alien part , though. Sometimes people just drop in.”

Faeper is an alien. A cranky alien with nice legs.

“I do,” he nods to the dancing area, “so does Lennon. The Ruinwood isn’t scary, but it is private.”