010 » something wicked this way comes

[villagemod]

WHO: Everyone.
WHERE: ???
WHEN: Day 010
WHAT: Spooks happen. Some sanity loss may occur. (More on that next week!)
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. PM this account to have a warning added!
NOTES: Thank you so much for your patience with this! My Friday was much busier
than expected, so I'm very sorry for the lateness on getting these out to you all.

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DAY 010
“We make up horrors to help
us cope with the real ones.”
—Stephen King
The day dawns but few wake to see it. Only one, who has been exempt from the strange happenings about to unfold. She will face a day like any other, a farce of normality in an utterly abnormal universe — but she will face it alone. For none who will experience these strange happenings are to be found in the town until the next morning dawns. Each has been taken, whisked away to another layer of the town, peeled back and exposed like a raw nerve.

Mathias screams and there are none who can hear it.


THE DETAILS
Each exploration, encounter, and revelation happen separately from one another. Though some may include the same locations, none will overlap in time or space. The circumstances laid out in each prompt are exclusive to that situation — do not assume the answers someone else received will also apply to you.

Players may ask questions as they normally do for logs, but these should be kept as part of the designated thread. You may create a subthread under your header for questions, or intersperse them with your "tags". Your responses may be formatted as IC tags or as a more OOC "telling" what your character does rather than showing.

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DAY 011
All characters involved in this event will wake on the morning of Day 011 in the exact location where they began to sleep on Day 009, but they will find themselves covered in a layer of dust just as thick as that which had covered much of Mathias. The dust does not extend to their surroundings.

The memories of what they encountered or saw remain clear in their minds, no matter how impossible they might seem. Sights, sounds, smells, all may be recalled with crystalline clarity, even if they wish it were otherwise.

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[hellblaze]

Lighter it is.

He flicks it, making the spark come to life. One foot steps out to test the stair. Just in case it decides to fall out from underneath him. Then another. Then another. There's a glance to the banister of the stairs, but, he avoids touching it for now.

What would he do if he got tetanus in the middle of a ghost town?

John climbs the stairs, looking for anything that might stand out on the walls or maybe even some windows in the walls.

[villagemod]

There are a few windows along the way but they offer nothing of interest. Should John look up, it will seem as if the stairs should twist up and up for many more levels, but suddenly he will reach a landing and that will be it. The top of the lighthouse, with its glass encasement for the beacon that is slowly turning in its signal of warning. The metal and glass doorway to the balcony stands partially open, the fierce wind snaking in through the opening.

From this vantage point he can see down to the ocean (dark and angry), a wide expanse of sky (sunset fading into the black of night with stars beginning to emerge), and the cliff upon which the lighthouse sits (dark and angry). If he goes to the "back" of the balcony, he can see the small outcropping of the cliff, the dark outline of the forest that extends beyond, and to the left, the stretch of the town, little pinpricks of light in places marking the few living inhabitants.

[hellblaze]

He leans over the railing at one point to look up. Bloody hell. He's starting to wonder if the place is enchanted with some dimensional spell. On and on, and it gives him one hell of a headache to think about. Still! He pushes forward until he hits that landing.

John looks down at the landing underneath him. He jumps a bit on it -- just to make sure it's solid and that it really is there. There's a satisfaction in his quick test before he pushes that glass doorway open and onto the balcony.

His hands grip onto the railing as he looks around. It helps ground him for now. John turns his head to see the landscape. Interesting that he can see the stars now when they couldn't in the pitch of darkness a few days ago. Well, "days."

Then, he slowly makes his way to the other side of the lighthouse. He stops in his tracks the moment the light beam hits him, wincing and throwing his hand up. John shoots the encasement a glare, as if it was the fault of the mechanics.

"Trust me, I see the bloody light." John shoots a glare up at the sky for his woes before continuing on. This time he makes the note of the timing.

Once at the other side, he looks out over the scenery one more time. The cliff and the forest where he woke up. Makes sense. He tries to find a way to the town from his location, toying with the idea of walking back to it. He notes the beach as well, and the low rumbling of anger in the back of his mind at what he felt the first day he arrived in Mathias.

John turns his gaze to the water and glares. His hands go to the railing to prop himself up again. "How about you just show yourself!? Stop screwing around with the innocent lives that have got no idea how the world actually bloody works! Oh, sure. Hide in the shadows like a bloody coward and whisper in our ears! Scare us from the darkness! I bet it's easier if you toy with people. You haven't got the snuff to actually face people head on!"

[villagemod]

There is no answer to his cries, only the crash of waves on the cliff below and the howl of the wind tearing at his clothes.

[hellblaze]

So, either their cowardly captor doesn't understand the Queen's English, or they are just a prick who refuses to show themselves. Lovely, either way, really. Good talk chap.

John sighs and gives the railing a good shake - for all the good it doesn't do. Then he slams his hands on the railing. Hopefully there's no sharp bits or anything that might have him regretting that little outburst.

[villagemod]

His outburst has little effect and his hands are perfectly fine, save for perhaps a bit of stinging from slamming them so hard against the railing. The beacon continues to turn behind him, the wind continues to howl, and the town continues to mock his attempts at unraveling its mysteries.

[hellblaze]

With more annoyance than anything, John gives a final statement to the dark cold ocean blow. One big loud middle finger before he stuffs his hands into his coat pockets and heads back inside.

Down, down, down he goes to the base of the lighthouse and to the living area once more.

He scrounges around until he finds some paper and pen. The first sheet is a rough sketch of what he's seen. Stick with a light on it, squiggly lines for the ocean, some trees for the forest, and a house for the town. Pleased with his elementary level drawing, he folds it and puts it in his coat. Then, he grabs another piece of paper. Part of this is a bit of a test, and the other part is just because he's annoyed at the situation.

This town is a bunch of bollocks.

Then he draws a bit of a love letter at the bottom of the note and then slams it down on the middle of the table in the living area. He makes sure that it is secured down by a wait. Just a little bit of John Constantine for Mathias to keep.

Then, he makes his way to the entrance. He turns back, looking over the room one more time to see if anything might seem out of place. Something he may have not noticed before.