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𝕋ℍ𝔼 ℕ𝔼𝕏𝕋 ℕ𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋. ([personal profile] nextnightmods) wrote in [community profile] logsinthenight 2021-04-01 07:11 pm (UTC)

When the bomb is launched and streaks across the sky, some of the defense are distracted - it's noisy, it's strange, and it's their greatest hope all in one package.

One of the spirits takes this opportunity to make its move. It slinks through the brush, sleek and gray and doglike, trailed by dense shadows blacker than the surrounding darkness and shrouded in a reeking cloud of death. It pants and gurgles and bolts for Hope, pinning her to the ground - and then vanishes.

Cold settles into her limbs as she stands and looks for the creature, but it's fully gone as far as she can tell. Seeing no sign of it, she wonders if it might have just been one of the green-eyed spirits' hallucinations. But the stench persists, and the darkness returns.

It takes one week before Hope no longer smells like the dead abandoned on a killing field in the heat of summer. But for as long as she remains in Beacon, sometimes the darkness closes in. At times of your choosing, whether she expects it or not, whether stressed or delighted, the lights around her dim, and then vanish, leaving her temporarily either partly or fully blind for up to an hour at a time. The light is perfectly fine for everyone else, mind you - her blindness is entirely psychological.

Probably.

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