WEEK 2

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 2

[As one week changes to the next, the Titled will find themselves having vivid dreams. Very vivid. Perhaps too real to only be dreams. Lost memories? Could it be, then, that those who brought you here did something to your minds along with your bodies?

Whatever the case, everyone, no matter how deep their sleep, are awoken to the sound of creaking, groaning metal coming from the first floor. When they do go to investigate, they will find something surprising.

The set of the doors on the right have opened.

Even the Intercessor seems stunned. It has been an odd weekend for everyone. After all, in between finding items seemingly popping out of mid air, and a bloodied statue that belongs to seemingly no one, its all very...strange.

Somehow, one gets the feeling that those strange items won't be the last they see. Indeed, after the doors open, there's the worrying, foreboding feeling coming back once more. And if those feelings are connected to the strange occurrence on Saturday...it can only mean one thing.

There's really only one way to find out if that's the case. The powers that brought you here certainly aren't going to give anyone a straight answer.

So, Titled: welcome to Week 2.

There are fifteen strangers in this place.]


((OoC: Welcome to Week 2! Remember to do your memory regains and your activity check!))

Comments

[socialhacktivist]

[Ironic. Looks like they've both seen each other at their lows now.]

...I... [She has to take a deep breath.] I saw something. Like a nightmare, but... it felt more real than that.

[That's what's so frightening.]

I don't know what to believe.

[bythewaves]

[ He nods, coming to sit on his heels next to her - close enough to provide comfort, but not crowding ]

I dreamt as well, but mine was a memory that I had not realised I had forgotten. Might yours be the same?

[socialhacktivist]

I was afraid of that... I mean, it's definitely possible, but I just don't get it. I don't know enough. But I guess that probably means all our memories were messed with. At first I thought it was just Yusuke, but I guess not.

[She's... afraid to learn more now, honestly.]

...do you think... I'm here because I did something bad?

[It's not like she feels that about the other people here, but maybe this was some kind of punishment for her. For what she'd done...]

[bythewaves]

Now that I look at it, there are... gaps in my memory. I did not look for them before but... there are things I should know that are... empty. Blurred. My mother's face. What happened to my brother.

[ In truth, Maglor had wondered about the others. He has a pretty good idea as to why he's here. But...

children ]

I do not know. [ He says honestly ]

I would not rush to conclusions as yet, however. With the revelation of our memories being suspect... and the sorts of individuals gathered... some of us, perhaps. But this reeks of casual cruelty more than deliberate punishment.

[socialhacktivist]

Yeah... I thought everything was fine until now but... there's a huge gap between what I knew and what I saw today. It was weird. There was so much I didn't get.

[Well, a handful, but... that's a lot when it comes to your memories. Still, being told not to make judgments so quickly does help. At least she can take a deep breath and calm down a little. Maybe there was some other explanation. Something her memories weren't telling her right now.]

...I guess you're right. I have to get the rest of my memories back.

[bythewaves]

Normally, my recall is nigh perfect, so I did not think to check. [ Maglor nods ] So the gaps are even more troublesome, for they speak of meddling on a very deep level. I suppose I am not surprised in truth, considering the fact that many of us have been physically altered as well.

[ He smiles at her approvingly ]

I would. [ He agrees ] It is unwise to make conclusions without all the evidence to hand.