House Party

[Sage]

The mouse had teeth. They followed only because the keys were still in her paws. They needed the keys to get home and in the home. To the power and the rest. The body would not like losing the keys.

She lead them through the crowd to the table. Sharpies were scattered across the table with paper name tags with sticky backs littering the table. She pulled a cap off of a marker she picked up and the body reacted like the addict it was to the smell. Its hands clenched and it was the sheer will of them that kept it still.

Her handwriting was plain and boring with no personality.

What were you looking for?

"My keys."

The eyes through the mask leveled a look at them and he chuckled and with gravely gravitas. "A strange feeling fluttered through here. We wanted to know more."