{Fifteenth Case} Observation Log [In Person]

[passes_out]

[Ichabod is sitting in an what looks to be alcove that he made from the earth that he dug out in a nearby hill. Being by himself often means learning on his own and his cursed wound didn't offer him any recourse for social gatherings. He was growing more and more detached from his own kind that madness was beginning to set in. Still, he was sane

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[holy_pickle]

[dende had been flying over head looking for any injured people, when he spots what his child-mind labeled as a 'fort'....and what little kid doesn't love forts?! So down he lands to approach said fort with a giggle and a big smile]

Helooo~ excuse me! Is this your fort?

[passes_out]

A fort?

[He tilts his head slightly and blinks then puts it together in his mind.]

Oh, this. It is a form of one, I suppose. Dende, you shrank?

[Forgive his absentmindedness. He hasn't been well for a while and with so many things that has gone wrong on so many levels, he's starting to slip away in silence.]

He hasn't followed you?

[Panic swept through and he looks around.]

Quick. Come inside before he finds you.

[holy_pickle]

[Dende is MORE then happy to scamper inside, giggling. It must be a game!]

You knew me before too?! I just arrived here a week ago! But people keep saying I was here before! Were we friends mister!? It's very nice to meet you!

[he giggles]

It's very nice to meet you again!

[passes_out]

Oh yes, I knew...I knew you both ways as small and large and now you are small again. How is that you can change your shape and not remember?

[He looks around before he pulls the slab of bark up that serves as a door.]

Shh...

[He peeks through the small peephole and waits.]