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14 September 2022 - 05:58

The house was deafeningly silent around Feofil as he lay awake in the wee hours that night. He'd gone through the motions of getting ready for bed, not knowing what else to do and taking comfort in the familiarity of the routine, even knowing full well he wouldn't sleep a wink. He looked up at the ceiling in the utter darkness, trying not to read patterns into the shadows. There was no light pollution out here in the middle of nowhere-- when it was dark, it was dark, an inky black one could only dream of. Somehow, though, the shadows that had gathered around the entity in Melat's body had been blacker, perhaps heavy with the promise of death.

He tried not to think of the pools of tar-like innards seeping into the woodwork and carpet downstairs in the foyer and living room. They had been rudimentarily cleaned by Roo and Giovanni, with the assurance that they could get some people in to finish the job tomorrow. After they left, Feofil had stood at the bottom of the stairs for what felt like eons, just staring at the stains whose edges seemed to pulsate ominously in the periphery of his vision. Despite all the pair's assurances that the danger had been eradicated, he was unsettled by the prospect of having to coexist with these reminders, like it wasn't really, truly gone. Ultimately he had gingerly stepped around the trails and spatters and forced himself not to look back down.

The Altirians had treated the incident with about as much concern as a false alarm medical scare. Close call, but nothing to worry about. It happens. You learn. Lying in this bedroom that now felt fully like a sensory deprivation chamber, without anything to distract himself from the rhythmic thrumming of his heart and tightness in his chest and hands, he wasn't so sure. He felt marked somehow, whether by demons or by fate, it was unclear. He may not have been given the gift of precognition but he knew with all certainty this would not be their last-- or even their worst-- brush with the creatures that plagued his ancestral land.

01 October 2022 - 03:15

"Can't sleep?" He asked.

02 September 2022 - 21:08

"Uh," he paused. Altirian? "Blonde hair, pretty average height. Utility belt. Nothing that remarkable. She fixed the power, but it went out again."

07 September 2022 - 05:43

"Safer," was all he could spare as he slammed the basement door shut behind him and took the lead, beelining for the foyer and consequently the grand staircase up. The hairs on the back of his neck buzzed with a tension so otherworldly it felt electric, and the darkness around them felt somehow more opaque and oppressive than it had mere minutes before.

09 September 2022 - 04:54

"You see that too, right?" He breathed, afraid to make a move and break the standstill. He could feel his heartbeat drumming up faster and faster the longer this haunting staring contest went on. Was it another one, or had it somehow manifested upstairs?

10 September 2022 - 02:07

"Locked up in your room," he replied, eyes darting to the demonic statue. "Roo is on her way."

02 September 2022 - 21:15

A cold sense of dread settled in Feofil's chest. "No," he replied quietly. "She went upstairs too, to check on something-- I didn't catch what."

03 September 2022 - 05:36

He pressed his fist to his lips to stem the curse that formed on them. "Okay. We'll wait for you."

07 September 2022 - 04:36

"Don't be stupid," he chided, suddenly feeling a surge of irritation at her stubbornness. "Roo called and she said we have to stick--" his foot fell on the last creaky step of the staircase down and the beam of his flashlight caught not one but two figures defined against the dark. His breath caught in his throat and he finished the words in near silence, jaw falling slack at the sight of Melat's eerily blank expression. "-- together."

03 September 2022 - 07:51

"Not sure yet," he replied, forcing his voice into an easy tone as he blew out a couple candles and grabbed the flashlight off the table. "Hey, let's move somewhere more comfortable, okay? Will you all follow me upstairs?"