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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Comments

[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.