[. . . july showers bring august ghosts]

[sevenhorrorsmods]

Who: EVERYONE
When: August 3, wobbly hands
Where: Around the school!
What: some things happened. the school is suddenly a lot more crowded
Warnings: references to blood and bite injuries, but otherwise, non! unless you bring something to the party yourself

[August 3 stars off. . . weird.]

[The morning bell chimes at 6 a.m., as it usually does! But there appears to be a very thin layer of fog settled against the ground outside. Some of it seeps into the school's hallways, before dissipating in a few wisps of haze. Weird??]

[As the day goes on, you feel like you can hear strange whispers echoing in the air-- a voice, hissing the word miiiiiiiine over and over again. Also weird!]

[And by the time the afternoon hits, you may find yourself running into some very unwanted guests. You've been here two weeks, and this is the first time you're seeing these guys?? Where have they been??]

[By the way, the nurse's office is unlocked!]

Comments

[tailsofwoe]

[ Sitting in a chair looking relatively unharmed. Was slumping against it a little but she straightens up when she sees people starting to flood in. ]

An apt reaction, yes.

[presgarddihellis]

Dare I ask...?

[tailsofwoe]

I'm sure you can make some inferences. We were spotted by something significantly less cuddly than the nekomata.

[presgarddihellis]

Certainly more powerful, as well...

[this is so much blood?]

[tailsofwoe]

Yes, definitely that. ... Well, the jinmenken weren't terribly hard to deal with, aside from their sheer numbers, though I'm afraid even those would have been beyond my abilities to fend off my own.

[presgarddihellis]

... jinmenken?

[tailsofwoe]

Dogs with human faces. It's a Japanese urban legend.

[presgarddihellis]

... ah.

Right. Of course.

That does explain the extent of Mr. Styx's injuries.

[tailsofwoe]

Those weren't what got to him in the end, however.

[presgarddihellis]

What did?

[tailsofwoe]

A ghostly hand wielding a scythe. I couldn't tell you what it belonged to.

[presgarddihellis]

[oh.

that's alarming.

and has Klein's eyes narrowing.]

Are they using our own powers against us...?

[tailsofwoe]

[ OH DEAR GOD SHE SURE HOPES NOT. ]

... I'll pray it was just a coincidence...

[presgarddihellis]

[YEAH, KLEIN HAS SOME SERIOUS OBJECTIONS TO THAT CONCEPT.]

One can hope, but are there very many scythe-wielding spectres in Japanese lore?

[tailsofwoe]

No... They're much more commonly associated with the Western concept of a Grim Reaper.

[ mrrrgh ]

[presgarddihellis]

[curse his genre-savvy brain immediately leaping there, honestly. hhhhhh...]

Also.

In my experience, coincidences are never just coincidences.

[HIS COINCIDENCE PTSD IS SO VERY REAL.]

[tailsofwoe]

Hah... One should always assume the worst, is that it?

[presgarddihellis]

And hope for the best.

... even thinking about whether it's that sort of Coincidence is usually a danger in and of itself where I'm coming from.

[tailsofwoe]

[ A mildly confused tilt of her head. ]

What do you mean?

[presgarddihellis]

I'd rather not get into that just now.

[the mental healths just TANK]

[tailsofwoe]

Mm. Well, if it's something you don't wish to talk about, we can leave it at that.

[ Considering the kind of stuff he IS pretty willing to talk freely around, must be bad. ]

[presgarddihellis]

[it's soooo bad.]

We should make note of any future encounters, however.

Was it just the dogs and the scythe?

[tailsofwoe]

There was a train, too.

[presgarddihellis]

... a... train?

Are there train tracks near here?

[tailsofwoe]

[ A laugh that's something between a snort and an exhale. ]

You can't look for that much logic in the supernatural. We wandered our way toward train tracks, which I imagine would no longer be there if we tried to look now.