Eno materialized in front of an old villa, with vines raking along the walls, partly intruding the building through cracked windows, seemingly devouring the house.
He couldn't be disrespectful when it came to Emma, so he had to walk through the big rose garden, and knocked on the door, like a human would.
The door creaked open. Even inside, the floor had cracks, letting rosebushes fight themselves to the surface. Besides this, there was no furniture. Eno smiled with interest and smelled a rose, ripping it out of the place it belonged.
He put it behind his ear, not minding the thorns.
He hopped upstairs,
"Emma, I'm here to see ya!"
There was a call from the big bedroom.
It was cozy, decorated with a big bed, frills, and a bunch of pillows, looking overly girly. A few vines were climbing up even in this room, having crushed the glass windows.
