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[fuckyou_chorus]

[there is a thick fog moving through camp tonight, limiting your visibility as you try to get from one place to the next.

but when it clears a bit, you think you see something. is it something familiar? or is it something you fear? but really, those two questions go together, don't they?]

(( consider this a "night in the life" and "boggarts"

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[needsahandjob]

You have got to be kidding me. How cliche is this?

[fearsmadeflesh]

[as he gets closer, there's the crackle of ozone and the smell of blood thick and heavy on the tongue. There's dark shadows on the ground - about twenty or so.]

[needsahandjob]

Ha ha. Very funny.

[he goes to the nearest shape just in case]

[fearsmadeflesh]

[that sure is a dead Nori. It's clear that she died quickly from her injuries at least, her eyes wide with surprise but there's not enough blood for her to have bled to death. The smell of ionised flesh is quite strong around her, and her gauntlets carry enough residual charge to give him a mild shock if he touches them.

The closer he gets, there's a voice that becomes louder, her voice, as she pleads "No, please work, I don't know what else to do!" Her voice cracks on the last word, becoming a desperate sob. "I never wanted this and damn you Keller, damn you!"]

[needsahandjob]

[he flinches back, his jaw working and bunching as he recoils back from her.]

Whoever's doing this, this stopped being funny! Get out here and show yourself!

[fearsmadeflesh]

[no-one does. assholes. but that smell is still there, and gosh does it smell familiar. How do your wrists feel right now, Julian Keller?]

[needsahandjob]

[sore. but they typically do. he gets up awkwardly and looks around, squinting in the fog.]

I know there's a telepath here! You got one minute to show yourself before I go and find you. I know this isn't real!

[fearsmadeflesh]

[still no-one. in fact, it is eerily quiet. Quiet LIKE THE GRAVE.]

[needsahandjob]

[STARTS LEAVIN']

[fearsmadeflesh]

[and you trip over a dead body.]

[needsahandjob]

[FALLS FLAT ON HIS FACE. onto said body.]

[fearsmadeflesh]

[it gives strangely under your weight, and it's cool to touch, cooler than normal. You can hear Cessily's voice, sad and tragically determined. "I know it's not your fault you couldn't be here, Julian. Don't worry, we'll hold them off until you come."]

[needsahandjob]

Shut up. Shut up, shut up, shut up shut up. I know none of this is real so shut up!

[he scrambles to his feet.]

I'm going to find you, and then I'm going to kill you! I mean it!

[he obviously doesn't.]

[fearsmadeflesh]

[yeah, you do that. meanwhile you can look at all of your dead friends. that sure is all of your surviving classmates there, and that sure is all of them saying that, basically, you could have turned the tide if only you'd been there. but no, you were somewhere else and they're all dead.

The way that Laura died is particularly horrific, ftr, though all of them are kind of horrible.]

[needsahandjob]

[YEAH NO he's had enough of this, flying out of here.]

[fearsmadeflesh]

[THAT'S RIGHT JULIAN KELLER, YOU ABANDON YOUR DEAD FRIENDS.]