Event: Beautiful Dreamer; Night 119

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Characters: any character assigned to May 22 in the sign up
Location less than a dream
Date: Night 119
Summary: Something twitched in Its sleep, and some of the dreamwalkers were tossed into the ocean.
Warnings: psychological horror, unreality, general creepiness; please note any other warnings in the subject lines of posts as needed

You are weightless but there is pressure all around you. It is black and you cannot see, but you can see. The others here with you are lightless beacons in the darkness, and you can see them with something that isn't your eyes. Whalesong echoes around you, and your heart trembles like it might be shaken out of place with the noise. You have gone too deep. You have gone too deep.

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[seekthelight]

[Sora's use to feeling weightless at times, use to feeling lost to sensation but this is different. This is so different and his entire body feels the effects of it as his chest aches, his heart throbs and his ears pound. His hands end up over his ears as he tries to block out that strange song, peering around the darkness for some hint of what to do--of where to go.

He tries to move and ends up drifting though it doesn't seem like he's going anywhere, his hands eventually falling away as he tries to grab at something, anything that might be around him. The lack of real sigh is disorienting though and the trembling ache of his heart causes him to curl in on himself.

What was going on? What sort of dream was this?]

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[Around him, the current shifts, as if something is moving nearby.]

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[He feels it immediately and tries to twist around to see what it is, gaze sweeping around the darkness.]

Hello?

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[The current shifts again. It's behind him.]

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[How--

Sora tries to turn as quickly as he can, flailing slightly as he goes to keep himself from toppling over or something.]

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[As soon as he turns, it's behind him again. It will repeat like that, over and over, until, finally, something cold touches the back of his neck.]

[seekthelight]

[It's tiring trying to catch a glimpse of this thing, whatever it is, and Sora's almost ready to give up--almost--and then there's something cold on his neck.

The boy yelps and reaches back to try and grab it.]

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[He grabs hold of it. The tentacle, like an octopus's, coils around his hand and around his arm and around his shoulder.]

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[That's not good that's not good what the heck is that?!

Sora tries to jerk his hand away but it's already around his arm and shoulder, the young man struggling to get away.]

Let go of me!

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[He's pulled back with just as much force. The tentacle wraps around his neck. It does not move. It simply wraps itself and waits, as if it knows that Sora's movement will strangle him unless he keeps still.]

[seekthelight]

[It's out of sheer panic that he does start to move again but he feels the way that tentacle tightens and immediately freezes. He's trapped and he knows it and this isn't good. This isn't good at all.]

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[For a moment, nothing happens. Then, perhaps satisfied with Sora's stillness, something much larger approaches. It's an octopus, probably. It doesn't look right. It has too many tentacles, and too many eyes.]

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[Sora's first thought is heartless and his hand twitches as if he wants to summon his keyblade. He tries to stay as still as he can, staring at the creature, trying to figure out what it is and how he can get away.]

Let me go..please?

[Yeah that's...oh Sora.]

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[Slowly, like a blimp, the body rotates. In the middle of the tentacles is a beaked mouth, and it begins to lower down toward Sora. It moves very slowly.]

[seekthelight]

[Dread washes over Sora as he realizes just what is going on and immediately he tries to get his hands free. He leanshis head back to avoid tightening the one there anymore than it already is and squirms in the tentacle's grasp.

If he can just get his hands free he can pry it loose and then he can get out of here.]

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[More tentacles grasp for him--his legs, his other arm. They begin to pull him upward.]

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No!

[He's frantic now, struggling without any hesitation as he's lifted upwards.]

Let me go! Please! You can't do this!

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[The beak draws closer and closer, looming larger and larger. It opens wide. Riku's face looks out at Sora.]

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[That halts Sora's struggles, his stomach twisting and his heart aching because that..that was..]

Riku?

[His arms jerk weakly at the tentacles, his voice cracking when he yells.]

Riku stop--whatever you are stop!

[His struggling starts up again, this time the young man attempting to swing his legs up to kick out at the beak.]

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[It stops. It holds Sora in place, but other than that, nothing moves. Riku's eyes track Sora, watching him without recognition.]

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[It..stopped?

Sora stops thrashing, his eyes locking with Riku's as his chest heaves with quick breaths.]

Riku...

[He tugs at his bound arms, leaning forward only to pause at the pressure on his neck.]

Riku it's me!

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[Riku's mouth opens, and tries to speak. Confused syllables spill out on top of each other, parts of words that don't go together but are being crushed against one another regardless.]

[seekthelight]

What--Riku I don't understand. [There's a pleading note to Sora's voice as he tries to jerk an arm free to reach out to his friend.] I don't know what you're trying to tell me!

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[The sounds get louder, more desperate. Frightened. Finally, something understandable comes out.]

help

[seekthelight]

[That sends a cold chill through Sora.]

I'm trying! I'm trying just--just hold on!