[. . . 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

[selfportraiture]

[A slow blink.

and then she snorts softly despite herself.]

Wow. That sucks. Didn't see the train crossing sign in the fog?

[ordimame]

[his turn to slow blink]

Yes. . . did you already talk to one of the others about it?

[selfportraiture]

[She just crosses her arms with a frown.]

No. I dreamed about it.

... Not you guys, to be clear! The train, and everything.

[ordimame]

You dr--

[hang on, the pieces are clicking together]

-- the other day, when we visited your class. . . is that why you were so tired?

[selfportraiture]

... Yeah. I hadn't slept in like, days, because of that stupid dream.

[ordimame]

[his brows pinch together, jaw set tightly as he takes in a deep breath]

You were dreaming of the same thing that targeted us.

Does that mean it was targeting you, too?

[selfportraiture]

Wha--

[She shivers at the thought, before she shakes her head aggressively.]

--No, no, that can't be it. [She doesn't want it to be.] I mean, it probably could've dragged me along with you guys, right? But it didn't.

[ordimame]

[he notes her shiver, and doesn't argue against her firm denial of the premise. he doesn't want it to be true, either]

You're right. It didn't.

[. . .]

I know why it came after us, but why you?

[selfportraiture]

Trust me, I wish I knew too. But your guess is as good as mine. I just thought it was a regular, creepy nightmare.

[Clearly, it was not.]

[ordimame]

[CLEARLY. . . IT WAS NOT]

Do you know if anyone else had similar dreams. . .?

[selfportraiture]

Oh... yeah. All of us who swapped dorms for a little bit.

We're the ones who had weird dreams. But everyone had different dreams for what I've heard.

[ordimame]

[swapped. . . dorms?]

You mean. . . you stayed in another team's dorm? And had nightmares because of it?

[that's unnerving!!!]

What did they dream about?

[selfportraiture]

... Well... Blossom dreamed about a bloody bathroom. Her hair had been cut up by a bloody pair of scissors, and, uh, well.

[Horrible. She shudders.]

Tiger Lily dreamed of a room filled with red threads, but she said it felt... okay?

[ordimame]

[terrifying!!]

[slowly turning this information over in his head. . . before he speaks, voice soft]

That sounds. . . awful. Blossom must have been so shaken up.

. . . do you think it's possible each dream belonged to a different. . . thing?

[selfportraiture]

A different... "thing"? Like--a different ghost or youkai?

[ordimame]

Yeah.

If the imagery in each dream was so different for each of you, then it makes. . . sense, right?

[selfportraiture]

Yeah, I guess it does.

...

[she is Very Worried about Mizuki's dream, then.]

I don't... think that's a good sign.

[ordimame]

. . . no.

[his eyes slip shut, brows pinched]

It really isn't.

. . . it makes me wonder: how many are there?

[selfportraiture]

... Almost makes you wish we knew the school gossip, huh?

[It's a joke, if a dry one.]

The resident ghosts of the school are a hot topic usually, right?

[ordimame]

[. . . oh! perking up!!]

Like spirits in the mirrors? Or the ghost that haunts the bathroom stalls?

[bean don't wish bathroom haunting on anyone, please]

[selfportraiture]

Right, exactly. Maybe they correspond with this school's?

Not that we know what they are, of course.

[ordimame]

Stuff like that is usually spread through word of mouth, right? So I don't know. . . how we would go about finding it.

[slumping a bit, wincing as his head throbs for a moment, eyes slipping shut to fend off the concussion headache]

But it is something to keep in mind while we're exploring.

[selfportraiture]

Yeah... without any students around, it's not like we can tap into the school gossip.

[ordimame]

[wryly]

I kind of feel like we're starting our own rumors, though. "Tales of the haunted train?"

[since he assumes words of Anzen's encounter will get around one way or another]

[selfportraiture]

[She rolls her eyes at that.]

It's not a rumor if it really happened.

... But anyway, you should probably be resting. We can always go in circles about this place when you've recovered from your concussion.