EVENT LOG: BURY A FRIEND

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EVENT LOG:
BURY A FRIEND

characters: everyone.
location: around town.
date/time: october 9-17.
content: the hallucinations begin...
warnings: psychological horror. please cw tags appropriately.

it's probably something that shouldn't be said out loud

October 9 feels like a normal day at first, save for the red lighthouse beam cutting through the darkness overhead. You know by now—or you've heard—that the lighthouse is only active during ferry arrivals and events... And there's definitely no ferry docked at the, er. Beach. The town is quiet, the forest spirits behave business-as-usual, Rastus doesn't know what's up. Whatever's going on, you'll have to figure it out for yourself.

And you will, though the hallucinations are subtle at first: objects moving when they shouldn't, people's proportions looking just a bit off, voices in an empty room, and so on. Is it just your mind playing tricks in the darkness? Might be! Will did warn you all about the effects of living without a sun and a proper day/night cycle.

As the days go on, the hallucinations are harder to ignore, no matter how much you may wish to wave them off as flukes. What's wrong with everyone's faces? When did all the howling start? Who do you hold onto when the world drops out from under you? And those hands...

While you might know it can't be real, it certainly feels real. But at least it can't last forever!

...Right?

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[sauntered_downward]

He doesn't care about other people being mad at him. He cares about Aziraphale, working on a hopeless project alone.

Crowley lets out a huge, put-upon sigh.

"Fine," he says. "Fine. I'll help you build another ferry, but then we're building a boat."

[lunchbreaks]

"Okay, but we're not to use any resources that belong to the town. And-- we tell them. They have a right to know if we're going to do anything that might risk them.

--And! You're helping Parker build a. Calculator. A big one. A computer? I don't know."

[sauntered_downward]

"I'm doing what?" Crowley asked, craning his head to look up at Aziraphale. "Building a computer? Out of what?"

[lunchbreaks]

"I don't know, but I told him you'd be able to help, so you'd better be able to help. He's got an idea about throwing the World Eaters through a portal or something, but he says it involves a lot of math."