The Second Victim

[strangerpeople]

THE SECOND VICTIM

[It was getting unbearable. The illness, the stress, the threat of death, either by oneself or by another. The worry about finding a cure for a disease that, in this comparatively primitive world, might not even exist outside of the Depths.

However, on Friday morning - or what the Titled could at least conceive as Friday - all the Titled will wake up with the remnants of a very soothing sensation in their throats. Cool and at the same time almost burning, like someone had dropped liquid menthol down their throat while they were sleeping.

They will also find something else, especially if they had been infected: their perception of time is back to normal. Which means one of two things. One of the Titled actually managed to create the potion needed to cure the disease, or...the Titled might have an Inquisition looming on the horizon.

There is only one way to find out.



((OOC: Just a reminder that, due to the nature of the motive this week, there may be references to self-harm and suicide, along with other possible triggers, during this Inquisition, including during the Investigation, and that potentially triggering comments should (and comments by the mods will) be given a trigger heading on those comments.))]]

Comments

[carries_war]

Really? But you're glowing pretty bright. Maybe it's something to do with the tree, or the moths...

[poorlovefool]

The moths... shit! I-I can't see straight... they're in the way!

[It's like the moths are the only thing he can focus on while the rest of the world gets more and more blurry. This property of the moths strikes him as really dangerous, so he's tempted to whack the branch against the tree until they die. But... that would mean holding onto it for a longer period of time, which could be even more dangerous. So for now, he drops the branch like it's hot.

Hopefully that will make the moths stop bugging him.]