"Morgan, go get Celeste and tell her to pack up whatever she's doing - we're leaving."
You run to Celeste as everyone gathers up what little is left in the house, entering her workshop to find her fiddling with the dagger's blade with some of the strange tools she has lying around. Her appearance is haggard, you know she hasn't been sleeping well while she was working on the dagger, hopefully now she'll be able to get some rest.
"We're leaving Celeste, let's get your things packed."
"I...right, sure." You end up doing most of the actual packing, Celeste mostly tells you where things go. Eventually everything is packed and you're bringing things out to the cars, the dagger in a specially made container. Soon several cars are rumbling down the road in a line, driving to your next home. When you look up at the dark sky you could swear you saw some huge winged thing flying over top of you and you can only hope it was your imagination.
"So where are we going, exactly?"
"An old abandoned warehouse downtown, the location isn't exactly ideal but the building itself is as secure as anything we can get on short notice. There's only one way in, which is a lot safer than the house would've been if we were attacked."
Right now you're more worried about actually getting there.
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