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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[quotability]

Yeah.

[ grizz's shoulders are hunched, pulled up and tense. they feel all too real, he's noticed that. ]

I was -

Can I sit with you?

[necromantiae]

Better you than anything else I've been seeing.

( he reaches out, gesturing grizz closer to him. )

That's a yes. Please come sit with me so I can focus on something so much better than what's in my head.

[quotability]

[ ambrose reaches out and grizz all but falls into his space, sinking into the spot next to him. ]

There's nothing behind me, is there? [ he still feels hands pulling at him ]

[necromantiae]

( does ambrose have to reach behind grizz and put a hand on his back to check? no, he doesn't but he does it anyway because he wants to hope that touch is a bit grounding. it's helped for him. )

No. No, you're fine. It's just you and me.

( even if it doesn't feel like that all. )

You and me here right now. Nothing behind you, nothing in front of me.

[quotability]

Okay. [ a shaky breath. ambrose's hand on his back is warm and comfortable and nothing like the hands he still feels pulling at him. ] Okay.

[ nothing but the two of them. ]

What do you see?

[necromantiae]

Lately? My family but...not really them.

( it wasn't easy to explain and he almost doesn't want to because he thinks that remembering will conjure the images again. )

They're falling apart in front of me, screaming for me and I can't do anything to help them.

[quotability]

Shit.

[ that — seems as good a reaction as any and grizz honestly isn't sure what else to say. except he does, doesn't he? ]

I'm sorry.

[necromantiae]

It's okay. It's — it's fine.

( it wasn't but there wasn't anything to be done, was there? )

It's not real. I have to keep telling myself that it's not real.