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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[waywardsister]

[ Well, shit. Claire has a sinking feeling in her stomach - the kind you get when you know you're about to run head first into disappointment and are gonna do it anyway.

Rinse and repeat then: She'll peek into the rooms, give them a quick once over to see if there are any differences. If not... to the end of the corridor it is. ]

[villagemod]

At the end of the corridor, the large black doors are unlocked, and going through them will present Claire with... the exact same sight. A dozen identical doors leading to a dozen identical rooms and another set of black doors at the end of the corridor.

[waywardsister]

[ Just in case, Claire will look through the doors *behind* her, to see if anything changed about Corridor number 2. If it looks the same as before, she'll give the doors and rooms in corrdor number 3 another quick check - specifically the fifth room in which she previously found the skeleton key. Then she'll move on to the doors at the end of the hall, stell herself for another repeat of the corridor with dread in her stomach, and go through. ]

[villagemod]

Corridor 2 looks the same as before when she looks back, and there is nothing new to be found in the rooms in corridor 3. But this set of black doors is different — they are locked.

[waywardsister]

[ Not to toot her own horn, but Claire feels reasonably confident she can figure this puzze out. Locked door? Check. Key? Check. Pushing down the worry of being forever lost in an endless repetition of corridors, Claire pushes the skeleton key into the lock and tries to turn it, to see if it unlocks the double doors. ]

[villagemod]

Success! The doors open with low creaking groans, revealing a set of wooden stairs leading up to another level. There's something strange about the way this new area looks though — it doesn't match what she's already seen. Where everything before has been polished and kept perfectly clean and tidy, this area is dusty, old, and is clearly not meant to be seen by the same type of people who would stay in such elegant bedrooms.

[waywardsister]

[ Well shit - no endless corridor maze, or at least not one without its charming changes in scenery. Claire's fingers tighten around the hand mirror as she slowly takes the skeleton key out of the lock again and begings moving up the stairs. She knows by now she's unlikely to find something to fight in this place, but sue her - weapons make her feel more prepared, more in control.

She creeps up the stairs, and tries to be quiet about it - no telling, after all, what's to be found in this changed environment. ]

[villagemod]

As she reaches the halfway point up the stairs, the black doors swing shut behind her. Should she try to open them, she will find them locked, and the key will not work from this side.

[waywardsister]

[ Ever one to stick to a plan - silence, in this case - Claire immediately finds herself kicking the closed door behind her with a grunt of utter frustration. She winces at the sound, then makes her way upstairs. Careful - and quite paranoid. ]

[villagemod]

The stark difference continues as she moves up the stairs, only silence coming from the room as she enters it. There is one round window that lets a thin streak of sunlight in, offering enough illumination to tell these things about the space:

— the ceiling is low and pointed here
— there are stacks of luggage along the edges, suitcases and chests
— there is a pile of mostly burnt paper in the center of the room, a sooty circle spread out beneath the pile

[waywardsister]

[ Ever one to go for the most obvious thing in the room, Claire decides to investigate the mostly burnt paper. As tempting as it would be to snoop through the luggage, the burnt paper she hopes might yield more information. She wants to see if there's something still legible on the paper, if there's something other than paper in the pile, and if there's something she can tell about the circle of soot - does it look like normal scorch marks of a pile of paper set on fire? ]

[villagemod]

The circle of soot seems too precise to be naturally occurring.

Much of the paper is too burnt to still be readable, but underneath a few layers, she will find legible pieces that threaten to crumble if handled too roughly. They are fragments of maps, one piece containing a legend and the words Mathias, established 1693. There is not much that can be discerned from the rest of the pieces she can read, though she will have one look at a stretch of forest and a large building nestled amidst them—

And then she will wake where she last slept, covered in dust, with the key in her hand and soot on her fingers.