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[ Jim abandons text after only a moment, finding it impossible to type with his gloves on and knowing that if he takes them off he can say goodbye to his fingers. Without being able to type, he can only turn his tablet's camera on the scene around him.
At first, it only picks up the shimmer in the air: a distant haze that seems to grow thicker as Jim moves, first obscuring the horizon and then, gradually, the figures of Kunsel and Zell only a few feet ahead. The haze seems to be centered around Jim and Jim alone, but he knows how these things work. There hasn't been anything yet that only got to him. Someone else out there has to be feeling it.
As he's recording, the texture of the hallucination changes, too. For a moment, off in the distance, there's something green. A giant mushroom, maybe, stretching off into the gray sky. Jim's camera swivels to focus on it, but as soon as he does, it's gone - nothing but snow and a loud, creaking groan that some might recognize as the sound of an old ship.
It gets louder as the camera blurs with Jim twisting to get away from - is that a giant lobster? Spider? Impossible to tell - and then the camera goes dark, switching to audio spoken practically against the microphone and through a layer of sweater pulled over his nose. ]
-ot real? It's just a hallucination, right?
[ Jim abandons text after only a moment, finding it impossible to type with his gloves on and knowing that if he takes them off he can say goodbye to his fingers. Without being able to type, he can only turn his tablet's camera on the scene around him.
At first, it only picks up the shimmer in the air: a distant haze that seems to grow thicker as Jim moves, first obscuring the horizon and then, gradually, the figures of Kunsel and Zell only a few feet ahead. The haze seems to be centered around Jim and Jim alone, but he knows how these things work. There hasn't been anything yet that only got to him. Someone else out there has to be feeling it.
As he's recording, the texture of the hallucination changes, too. For a moment, off in the distance, there's something green. A giant mushroom, maybe, stretching off into the gray sky. Jim's camera swivels to focus on it, but as soon as he does, it's gone - nothing but snow and a loud, creaking groan that some might recognize as the sound of an old ship.
It gets louder as the camera blurs with Jim twisting to get away from - is that a giant lobster? Spider? Impossible to tell - and then the camera goes dark, switching to audio spoken practically against the microphone and through a layer of sweater pulled over his nose. ]
-ot real? It's just a hallucination, right?
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