Hunt 005 [Text]

Oct 21, 2009 00:51

[Sam's last experience with being involved in a night cycle was nothing too fun. He'd caught pneumonia, gotten buried under debris, concussed, healed, concussed again, and dragged all over the island. To be safe, he's holed up in his cabin, but is still very much willing to help anyone who needs it.]

It's night again, looks like. We should get all the supplies we might need now before things start preventing us from doing it. I'm in Beta, Cabin C. We can start setting up an outpost here. I've already started to board up the windows and build some basic fortifications. If anyone's nearby, seriously, come on in. I'd rather you be safe in here than out there.

The ghosts can be handled with rock salt if you need to. I've lined the windows and doors here with it.

[Private to Dean]

Hey, man. I've been seeing Dad. Just, I don't know, walking around. It's... dude, it's weird.

dean, night cycle, oh please no, sam

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