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[soggypastry]

[It's fairly late at night when the feed clicks on, and the first thing anyone listening to this would be able to hear is some rather tightly controlled breathing. Someone is not pleased right now.]

What the hell is going on? This is not Gran Pulse, that person was not my mother and this...thing--[She's cut off by the whinny of a Ponyta here, and

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[savethefarron]

Light, you're back.

[soggypastry]

[Back. Yeah right. She's never been here before.]

Hard to be back somewhere you've never been in the first place, Snow.

[savethefarron]

You have, I guess you just... don't remember or something.

Look, right now's--well, people aren't in the best shape. Maybe you got in too late for it to get ahold of you too, but... I dunno. I guess everyone's seeing stuff. [He looks... very tired.]

[soggypastry]

[Hope had said something about that, too...had she really been here before?]

[Is that a flash of concern in her eyes? Perhaps. Not that it lasts any longer then a split second.] I heard. Sleep and you hallucinate, right?

[savethefarron]

[His palm comes up to rub his eye as he chuckles dryly.] Sleep and you hallucinate. Stay up and you hallucinate. Stand on one leg and wave your arms, and you still hallucinate.

[soggypastry]

How long has this been going on? [Because Hope sounds like he became a chain smoker, and you don't look any better.]

[savethefarron]

Two days.

I think.

[soggypastry]

[Give her a second, Snow. She's got to actually process the idea that it's possible Hope has been without sleep for two or more days. ...that's not the kind of thing she likes to hear.]

And no one's figured out why it's happening?

[savethefarron]

...Ghosts.

Or some really effed-up fog.

I don't even know.

[soggypastry]

[The fog, she could believe. Some kind of gas, or something. But ghosts?]

Ghosts. Snow, there's no such thing as ghosts. [Now she's just a bit sure you're hallucinating.]

[savethefarron]

Ghost-type, then, I guess. Like how your Ponyta's fire-type.

[soggypastry]

[Types. Sounds like the different elemental spells back home, actually.]

...No one tried to fight them off? Something has to work against them.

[savethefarron]

Most of 'em are hiding. You can't fight what you can't see, around here.

[soggypastry]

[For a moment, she's quiet. It's the same anywhere, isn't it? You can't fight what you can't see.]

Let me guess. The sun doesn't make the fog vanish, or make the ghosts go to sleep.

[savethefarron]

Bingo.

[soggypastry]

[Have a sigh, Snow. This is just a bit beyond what she's used to.]