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So does this place just hate autumn? Really, last year this place did some horrid things around this time as well; I'm starting to think it's just an annual occurrence.

[Alfred, no one asked you.

That said, he's currently sitting in one of those Nondescript Rooms^TM that seem to be all the rage around here; he's got the device set up on the desk in front of him, and he's got his chin propped in one of his hands, looking almost bored despite his words.]

That said, it's the second time in less than a week that the ground has felt the need to throw everything into disarray, it's incredibly irritating...

[He pauses before picking something up from the desk in front of him, too close to the 'Gear to be picked up by the camera; he turns it over in his fingers as though considering it for a moment before holding it up in view of the lens. It looks like a pink crystal of some sort, and while it's not doing anything particularly special (outside of being kind of pretty maybe), his tone is clipped when he speaks again.]

I don't know if it's related, but these things are acting strangely and it's been making Lady very upset. Tell me if you have one.

[...not that he's going to specify who Lady is before turning the device off, but okay.]

[A - Daytime.]

[After the first night in the castle, Alfred has been way over on the subdued side; he's been avoiding most people and he's jumpy as hell when approached. The armory was disappointing - he's strictly a ranged-weapon sort of person, though at the same time he found that it's quite stupid for him to not take anything; he's got daggers on him for the time being, and if all else absolutely fails throwing one's blades is always an option, albeit a stupid one.

During the day, he's been spending a lot of time in that star chamber; he finds it calming, relaxing in ways he can't really explain, and his willingness to leave it is reasonably low. Oh, he's seen two sigil doors, and he's aware of the pink mark on the back of his hand; that doesn't mean he knows what to do with the damn things.]

[B - Nighttime.]

[At night, however...

There's a thing that's been in the corner of his vision since the first night - never really advancing, but always present. When he can see it properly, it resembles a man with arms that end in claws and wrapped up in a shroud, an enlarged, exposed heart just visible through tears in the fabric, pulsating slow and steady; whenever he turns to look, it's never really there, but as soon as it fades he can hear the screaming - the nails-on-chalkboard sound ripping out of the creature's own throat, accompanied by a higher-pitched sound that's most definitely a woman, and none of it is anything he really wants to dwell on.

One of these nights, he snaps; it's in the crystal study, and he's backed up against one of the cases, breathing heavily and shaking, and while the thing doesn't seem about to attack him, it is getting rather close.]

I-I didn't do anything but what you deserved...I gave you what you deserved!

[The thing snarls at him; he's quick to jerk back, rattling the case behind him hard.]

I don't know what you want from me - I did...I did what I was supposed to...

[And he's feeling for the dagger at his side, but he doesn't seem quite able to grip it properly, much less do anything useful with it.]

Didn't I?!

[...It's a bit hard to know what in the good fuck he's going on about; either way, however, it's clearly not good...]

[OOC - take your pick on whatever you want to do with this one, and if you want to go with something else entirely I'm good for that as well; just specify A, B or whatever it is you want in the comment subject!

ALSO if you need a pink sigil, this idiot's got one.]

[There's an anonymous text hitting the network sometime after the clock rolls over to the fourteenth of the month; it's one of those hours that's either extremely early or extremely late, depending on one's point of view. The ID is an unknown one, of the sort that's obviously hacked-together but poorly-done; at the same time, its owner isn't exactly caring about quality right now.]

If anyone is still alive, send me something. A message, a story, some stupid file you have lying around, I don't care. Some sort of contact. Who I am doesn't matter. I don't care if we've never spoken before.

Just send me something. Anything.

Please.

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Everything's gonna be fine, just play pretend

010. [Video]

003. [Action - Catchall post/Nightmare Castle]

002. [Anonymous Text - Nightmare Plot, forward-dated by a few hours]

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