№ 03 [voice]

[ontheshortbus]

-- Shit's ridiculous. The sun, really? You couldn't pick another grand cosmic force of nature to knock out? I wouldn't miss the moon as much. Take a few of the other stars, this is just creeping me the hell out. [ For Ed? That is saying a lot. ]

This is just a prelude, ain't it? Something really bad is coming. Damn, if stuff like this keeps

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[doctorate]

If the dreams are anything to go by, there's possibly a psychopath running about willy-nilly with some sort of bladed weapon. Perhaps a scythe.

Still, can't give much credence to dreams, shared or otherwise. It might just be metaphorical, for all one knows.

[voice]

[ontheshortbus]

If they're shared, then there's gotta be a reason for them. Kinda wish I was one of the ones who got them, then I'd know what the hell everyone's rambling about.

[voice]

[doctorate]

Ah, well, quick summary: one dream had a drowned moon (didn't get the details); one had marionettes and the lines, "One by one they disappear, and I alone survived to tell thee;" and another dream had a disappearing sun and the line, "Red raindrops and a pocketful of dirt."

I haven't heard much else. If there were other dreams, I haven't heard tell of them.

[voice]

[ontheshortbus]

So they're all cryptic metaphors-- awesome. I'd kill for this place to be up front just once.

[voice]

[doctorate]

There's a lot to be said for the straightforward approach, especially in a situation like this.

As it is, all we've got to go by for now are several cryptic messages, a few dreams, a murder, and a very persistent night.

[voice]

[ontheshortbus]

And that something really bad's gonna come out of all this darkness, so to speak, and judging by the natives, it's bad for people like us.

[voice]

[doctorate]

[sighs a little] It's always the darkness. Why can't anything ever come out midday, from a field of daisies and a backdrop of rainbows?

[voice]

[ontheshortbus]

Because that'd be nice, and this place doesn't do nice.

[voice]

[doctorate]

Ah. Yes. Fair point. It'd still be a nice change of pace, though. I know I wouldn't really expect a hostile beastie to pop out of rose bush at noon.

[voice]

[ontheshortbus]

Same here, but hell-- this place's rules, not ours. I just want whatever it is to show up and be done with it.

[voice]

[doctorate]

Really? I reckon most of our fellow outcasts would prefer it if this surprise antagonist would stay hidden. Out of sight, out of mind.

[voice]

[ontheshortbus]

Doesn't mean it's not there-- I mean, hell. Someone died today, and I don't doubt it's connected. Out of sight and mind just puts all of us in danger.

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[doctorate]

Another good point. [sounding pleased about this, actually, rather than disappointed; when he continues, he sounds like he's posing a hypothetical question] But considering we know next to nothing about or new adversary, what is there to be done about it? We don't know anything about what this person -- or creature, even -- might want, or even who or what it might be.