[log] Event: Howl [open]

[snowblindmods]

Characters: everyone
Location: The sort of location M.C. Escher wishes he'd thought up.
Date: nights 211 & 212
Summary: I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground
Warnings: potential for violence, death, and psychological horror; please note in subject lines if any specific warnings come up!

like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to find you tear out all your tenderness

Comments

[jumpthegun]

[John looks up reflexively. He can see other monsters, but they're all farther away than the one he'd pointed out to Haurchefant.]

Yeah, well, I'm about as confounded as you are, mate. What d'you think this is? I was here last night.

[And was murdered by Lutha, he doesn't say.]

[silverfuller]

If I knew aught I would tell you, my friend.

[He sighs.]

Often times the madness of this place seeks to drive us apart, but this time we are being made to work together.

Curious, is it not?

[jumpthegun]

Very curious. At least... well. I dunno how you lot who can see are, but whenever I've run into someone else who's blind, they've tried to attack me, like I'm actually the Prophet, and they mean to drag me back to... somewhere.

[Wherever that might be. John's fingers trail along the wall that he can't see. The creature is much closer now, and it seems to be walking along parallel to them.]

Our friend over there is tracking us. If there's a corner coming up, it might be around it directly. Kind of looks like, uh... like a mass of bodies walking on spider legs. Couple of different mouths. Light's in the center one.

[John grimaces. It's thoroughly unpleasant, whatever it actually is meant to be.]