After spending three successful consecutive nights in this building, Parthenia found herself hoping she'd be spending the summer in Seven Sisters. She wasn't getting enough money to feed herself and pay a rent bill, but with Summer in full swing and the possibility of seeing the boy from her vision in the Fall, Parthenia was getting a weird kind of frantic cosy. She could leave for a while, return when it came to the correct season, or she could stick around and continue taking the money of the tourists.
Parthenia was looking a little thin, even with her small size, and that was a result of her desire to save and pool money together to secure herself something a little more livable. Parthenia pulled a sleeping bag out of her backpack and set up camp on the floor in the living room. With the way that the entryway and stairs looked, she didn't dare venture further. Bits of the house were succumbing to wood rot, and she didn't want to fall through the floor upstairs, even if there might be beds...
Squatting was less than desirable - she usually had to be mindful of the police, of other squatters, and of potential enemies... She hadn't gotten a proper night's sleep since she'd gotten here. Now that the sun had set, she laid down to the sound of busy cars on the streets outside.
With the intent to fall asleep, Parthenia struggled in a pseudo-sleep state, just hanging on the surface of consciousness. Soon, her semi-consciousness felt like a loose attachment to her body, and for a moment, she had a crazy, half-sleep idea.
Soon, she was looking down at her body from a place separate. She wasn't sure how or when it happened, but she knew that she was apart, and frantic, she started panicking. Was she dead? Would she be able to get back inside? What was happening?
