"I'm going to get ready. Could you wake them up for me?" He smirks and slips into Limbo. Half a second later, all three legacies on the bed wake in a blind panic. Everett shouts as spikes of ice bloom around him, Baelfire falls off the bed, and Silas's red magic flares through the room, crashing into one of the walls and knocking off the clock. When Crypt reappears with a wicked smile, I give him a sardonic look. "I meant nicely."
