Barnabas headed down the grand staircase in the Collinwood manor. It was an earlier start to his day than usual at almost noon, but he still knew that he would have missed his family at breakfast by several hours. It was shame. He enjoyed spending a bit of time with them and hearing about what they planned to do before everyone parted ways to go about their day. He was surprised to see Julia sitting at the dining room table, as he had not been expecting anyone to still be there. "Ah, Doctor Hoffman. Good afternoon," he said as he made his way to the head of the table, taking a seat on the chair. "I hope you do not mind it if I join you."

It had been a rather stormy night in Collinsport, and it did not take long for Victoria to wake up in a fright. She hated storms, they usually contributed to her terrible nightmares about her past. Dark, gloomy and loud. It was always an unpleasant experience to be awoken by them, and she chose to take a walk out of her own bedroom towards the living room. Seldom was something able to wake her other than Josette, and Vicky actually felt relieved that the ghost was nowhere to be found. A loud booming occurred from outside, and the governess gasped at the noise, her steps quickening down the enormous staircase. Even in the darkness, Victoria could still make out the redheaded woman lounging on the couch with a cigarette in hand. Knowing that there was no point of going back upstairs to her room now, she moved towards the large couch and sat on a chair beside the psychiatrist. "It's hard to sleep with the thunder. I never feel comfortable during storms." She explained, avoiding eye contact.