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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Comments

[axegirlfriend]

No...no, no? What? Why would you think, I mean, there's nobody...nobody here. With me.

[Remi grips the paper bag harder in his other hand, his eyes closing as he presses his closed fist to his stomach.]

I really, really can't right now.

[Is he saying that to Jo? Or just...to himself? It's hard to say.]

[knifecollecting]

[She might believe there's no one there, but something is going on.]

You should come sit down.

[axegirlfriend]

With...with you?

[It's a weird response. Like he thinks that's a clearly dangerous thing to do.]

[knifecollecting]

[That's an interesting reaction to an innocent suggestion. She's definitely not used to males not wanting to sit by her.]

Yeah? Or wherever you want, I guess?

[axegirlfriend]

Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it like--I mean, I'm just, it's just, I'm, ah...

[He doesn't know what he's trying to say or what he wants to say. He trials off, rubbing his face, shaking his head.]

I don't think I'm in a good place to be around people right now. But maybe alone isn't so great, either? I don't know. Criminy.

[knifecollecting]

[Usually when Jo hears things like that from someone, she knows it's not a good sign.

It's not a good sign here either, but she isn't sure if she should push him more.]

What if we went to your house and I stayed at the doorway while you went in and rested?

[axegirlfriend]

No! No, I, er...

[Being alone is worse. Being alone in his house, that feels like, like...he can't even think about it.]

Thank you, but that's okay. I just think, um...I don't think it's safe. I sound like a crazy person right now, I know.

[knifecollecting]

[Jo nods at that statement. He does sound like a crazy person. She isn't going to pretend not.]

What do you think is safe?

[axegirlfriend]

Probably somewhere with a barricade.

[He looks behind him, a paranoid look on his face.]

Where...no trees.

[knifecollecting]

[Interesting. Jo looks over his shoulder too in an effort to figure out what he's worried about.]

That's gonna be hard here.