It's the sudden raise in Carlisle's voice, as well as the suddenly terse silence of her house, that has Esme appearing in the same hallway everyone else is in not even a second later.

She thinks if she had a heart it would shudder at when she looks across the three of them, gravitated toward a point locked together. As it is her center clenches and she wonders what has gone wrong this time.

What had that place done to her children now?


Her voice is softer, from the door. "Are you alright?"

Followed shortly by a concerned -- "Maybe the living room is better than the hallway for this."