It's life's illusions I recall. I really don't know life at all.
Roland Deschain has to return to his apartment in the Gauche again, as much as he'd rather stay away forever. He needs more clothes and ammo. He's bled through the arm of his shirt, again, and he can't afford for anyone to notice and connect the blood with his face and the face on the TV box.
He doesn't return until late in the night so that he hopefully doesn't have to worry about running into anyone. It's less that he doesn't trust them or doesn't think they would believe him, though he thinks that's unlikely. It's more that he has to protect them. Roland knows what Marten can do, what Marten did to him and his mother. He won't watch anyone else he cares about get hurt like that.
Roland is pale and sweating. Fever. Infection probably. It's not like he had time or place or material to clean the wound properly or knows what medicine to use to fix it. It doesn't matter. He only has to survive long enough to be kill Marten. That's all.
Tess Cooper has been circling her apartment complex for the last hour or two. She is trying to figure out how to make it more safe, but she has yet to come up with any ideas. Most of the people that live here aren't incredibly strong on their own. The Rift didn't grant them superhero status. If anyone were to find out about this place, it would not be good. She's not about to let that happen, but until she figures out what to do..she's just going to circle around the apartment complex.
In the OT3 house, Emily is staring into the Rift in the fireplace with an intense gaze of concentration that should not exist on the face of a child, but that is how they have been trained. The children. She can't help, but pay attention to what she feels. The pain is harder to register. Something is coming. It's far off, and she's pushing back at it with all her might until it makes her feel weak, but something is on its way. She can't tell what exactly, but it's scary. More scary than what's going on outside of the Rift right now, despite how many people she loves are Wanderers, because she's not sure if what's coming can be fought against.
JD is in the Kashtta tower (thanks to Nate) with a flashlight, a baseball bat, and a backpack filled with various items. There's, also, an audio recorder in his pocket that is recording everything that happens.
"If you're here, oh ghost, give me a sign." He really hopes that he sounds like those guys on Ghost Hunters. They know their business. They know how to talk to ghosts.
This is how he distracts himself from how scared he is of everything that's going on in the city of Chicago... by being an idiot in the fucking tower, which he doesn't realize has a tendency to eat people.
He doesn't return until late in the night so that he hopefully doesn't have to worry about running into anyone. It's less that he doesn't trust them or doesn't think they would believe him, though he thinks that's unlikely. It's more that he has to protect them. Roland knows what Marten can do, what Marten did to him and his mother. He won't watch anyone else he cares about get hurt like that.
Roland is pale and sweating. Fever. Infection probably. It's not like he had time or place or material to clean the wound properly or knows what medicine to use to fix it. It doesn't matter. He only has to survive long enough to be kill Marten. That's all.
Tess Cooper has been circling her apartment complex for the last hour or two. She is trying to figure out how to make it more safe, but she has yet to come up with any ideas. Most of the people that live here aren't incredibly strong on their own. The Rift didn't grant them superhero status. If anyone were to find out about this place, it would not be good. She's not about to let that happen, but until she figures out what to do..she's just going to circle around the apartment complex.
In the OT3 house, Emily is staring into the Rift in the fireplace with an intense gaze of concentration that should not exist on the face of a child, but that is how they have been trained. The children. She can't help, but pay attention to what she feels. The pain is harder to register. Something is coming. It's far off, and she's pushing back at it with all her might until it makes her feel weak, but something is on its way. She can't tell what exactly, but it's scary. More scary than what's going on outside of the Rift right now, despite how many people she loves are Wanderers, because she's not sure if what's coming can be fought against.
JD is in the Kashtta tower (thanks to Nate) with a flashlight, a baseball bat, and a backpack filled with various items. There's, also, an audio recorder in his pocket that is recording everything that happens.
"If you're here, oh ghost, give me a sign." He really hopes that he sounds like those guys on Ghost Hunters. They know their business. They know how to talk to ghosts.
This is how he distracts himself from how scared he is of everything that's going on in the city of Chicago... by being an idiot in the fucking tower, which he doesn't realize has a tendency to eat people.