EVENT LOG: BURY A FRIEND

[inthenightmods]

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

[kungfuey]

Whether she was willing to be honest with him not, there was something to be said for having the offer put out there. It came with an inability for her to insist that she had to do things on her own. She was sure to have more discomfort about that later, but for now at least the offer wasn't one she could outright reject, and that in and of itself, was progress.

"Just -" She glances back to the Inn, shifting uncomfortably for wholly different reasons. "Away." She doubted many people would be able to get that, but she suspected that he just might. "The sooner this bullshit is over the better." Forcing something close to a grim smile into place, despite the lack of sincerity behind it.

[worthallthis]

"Agreed," the Soldier says, with feeling. "You go by yourself, now. If that's what you'd rather." It's ascertained how she's doing, made her listen to music, learned something important about understanding her behavior, and at least told her it's here for her if she needs it. If now she really does still want to be alone, it'll let her.

If she continues to accept company, though, that certainly won't be turned down.