WEEK 3

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 3

[It has begun. With the death of the Spinner and the execution of the Indulgent, they remaining Titled will be plagued once more by vivid dreams. And just as last week, they are awoken by the sounds of doors creaking open.

Just like last week. But no one had died last week. Right? No one had been subjected to that...thing.

And yet the strange, cold feeling of foreboding remains. And it is certainly most worrisome to those living in rooms 3, 4, 6, and 15. Those who pass by room 7 and 8 will feel that same, worrisome feeling of foreboding as well.

What will they wake up to find? Who knows, now. If dragons are real, anything is possible.

There are thirteen strangers in this place.]

Comments

[strangerpeople]

[ No, it's only touching her and gently at that. It feels like a bunch of paper with a spine. ]

[kiddefender]

[What is it a book? She's going to try and pull it in front of her if she can.]

[strangerpeople]

[ It's a journal! It's bound with a dark purple softcover which is scratched up from the hay. There are no other distinguishing marks. Care to look inside? ]

[kiddefender]

[It's a good job she can read with all this books she's finding.

What's it say? and why is it in her bed?]

[strangerpeople]

[ Perhaps it came with the hay. If she flips it open, she'll find a few entries. Care to read on? ]

[kiddefender]

[The handwriting a bit hard to read, but she gets the jist of it.

She'll continue, even if reading a diary doesn't seem right. ]

[strangerpeople]

[It couldn't cause any harm, right?

But there is more...]

[kiddefender]

[...Well that was depressing.

Just how ,any pages are there in this thing? She's not sure she wants to read them all though.]

[strangerpeople]

[Just one more page that has writing on it.

However...the ink is still fresh.]

[kiddefender]

[Yes she can. The book is now the other side of the room.

Raph is no longer in the room either, she is outie.]