weary of the sound of screams

random event Another shivery and simmering cry is heard outside. The claws stop, and the rattling slows, but the rocks continue to be tossed wherever they can. ”Ronin’s blocking out the bond, Deimos, please!” Amalia’s voice cries out again, full of so much terror. And then he tells her that she’s not his wife, and the panicked scratching grows more. ”I am! I am. Deimos please let me in—” One last attempt before the swarm comes in and she can’t try anymore. Already the rocks are thrown with more insistence, hitting the doors like a thundering march. Closer. Closer —