Event: Consolidation Theory, Part Four and Five

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Characters: red-marked characters and their new friends
Location: ???
Date: Morning 354, Morning and Day 355
Summary: A quiet morning and a confusing morning, or maybe they're both, or maybe they're neither.
Warnings: gore, psychological horror, warn for specifics in the subject lines

Part Four OOC Post
Part Five OOC Post

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[holmesice]

Did you? Or was it someone else? One of your friends?!

[He spits the word 'friends' out like it's distasteful.]

I was nearly eaten alive in there. [His words come out low. A tremendous, confused, but mostly angry mix of emotion. As if he can't believe he's actually saying the words.]

[warriorscribe]

I don't- I don't know! I don't remember- I don't even remember falling asleep, or...

[He looks down at the bandages on his arms. There are scratches trailing into a layer over the middle of his palms. Defense wounds. Against him.

The whirling, clutching mess of his thoughts suddenly drops into something numb.]

...or fighting. I was alone in here, I've been alone in here...

[He says it, but knows it isn't true. Knows he's missing time, time that Mycroft has begun to fill in.

They got him again, indeed.]

[holmesice]

...if you don't remember, then how will we...ah.

It was you lot, it had to be, you just don't remember.

[He sounds quite put off by that. He wants to blame someone, of course.]

Your injuries. Did you awaken with them?

[warriorscribe]

[Enoch nods.]

I don't- I don't remember getting them, or them being dressed. I don't understand. I can recall traces of things hundreds of years ago, but not last night. Not even a feeling. Not even a sound or a texture...

[holmesice]

Damn it all. Completely unhelpful.

[Not your fault, Enoch, but you're very convenient to blame right now.]

Obviously that is by design, they're doing this to us on purpose. They don't want us to know...

[warriorscribe]

[He's convenient to blame for himself, really... The only thing keeping him from doing so is the fact that none of the other marked can remember any more than he does.]

Of course he is. He's always been needlessly cruel...

[Wait, "they"?]

Did you hear from anyone but Miller?