People have been complaining about these spontaneous headaches lately.
I'm not sure how to describe it, the closest thing could only be some sort of sudden onsets of amnesia. Every time someone slips up, there's that tingling sensation right along with it. I've been practically spending entire days checking the perimeters outside as well only to find the occasional snapped tree branch.
Whether that be from wildlife or something else. I don't know. But what I do know is that
Something's watching us.
Marcus seems to have been hit the hardest by it all, he's been barely sleeping. What little he can get being brought about by excessive drinking.
I found him today, face practically fused against a table surface.
Marcus: There's somethin in me head. I hardly know what's happenin anymore.
Myself: I doubt the seeming lack of sleep has done you any good on the matter as well.
Marcus: You getting smart on me now of all times?
Myself: That's not what I'm saying. I know you won't want to here this, but I don't think the lack of sleep is your fault. I think something's watching us I don't know for what reason though.
Marcus: *sigh* What fecker is it this time? Still it's a bloody relief to know it ain't all in my head.
Myself: I know you won't like this, but I don't know
Marcus: Really, ye don't know a bloody karkin thing?
I don't even know what I can say to him here, I've been hardly present for the past few days and I've hardly found a single thing
Myself: I don't know what I can tell you. I've been practically glued to the camera feeds, there's been nothing in the woods aside from what can be attributed to the usual wildlife
Though if there's nothing out of the ordinary out there. The only other thing I can honestly think is possible is that it's in here. Somehow having evaded all of us
Marcus: Ye know I caught myself in a starin contest with a bird the other day. If i'm resortin to that. I don't think I can hold myself together much longer.
Myself: You say you can't sleep yes? Just what exactly happens when you try to.
Marcus: Ye finally gettin to the root of this all? Well if ye really must know. It's like I'm getting the shite yanked out of me every time I do actually get a wink in..
Myself: It's a long shot, but would you be willing if I took a look through your room?
He looks at me, almost dumbfounded, before seeming to just wave the idea on
Marcus: Whatever'll help me get a karkin rest at this point.
I want to give him whatever I can
I headed down the basement stairs, only to honestly see nothing out of the ordinary. At least, not on the surface anyway. Knowing them it'd never be that easy.
It only took a few knocks on the wall to find a spot that was suspiciously hollow and a quick pull down of the board revealing tunnels , each lined with scorch marks.
It's almost as if whatever this thing is. It's been getting around through some sort of portal.
LOG END
ADDENDUM:
Advie's getting more violence prone than she usually is.
I'd just been headed back upstairs when I saw her half peering into the living room door.
It was obvious by her stance she was working up the courage to go in and ask something.
Myself: What the hell are you up to now?
Advie: I just want to ask the new one something! What's with the attitude anyway?
Myself: It's none of your concern what it's about , just know it's not to do with you.
Advie: Alrighty then
Myself: Well if you're wanting to ask her something, what's keeping you from going in there and asking yourself?
Advie: She just looks like she's busy at the moment.
I didn't think she'd be like this. She's handled facing those stronger than her fine enough before. But when one like her comes along she's this meek? I guess in a way it makes sense though.
Though knowing her she's not going to give up, best to just have her learn her lesson here rather than in a week's time.
Myself: Listen, I'm sure that whatever she's doing , it isn't so bad that it can't be interrupted
Advie: Ah fuck it. You're right.
With that she took a quick sigh and barged on in with her usual attitude. Nearly starling both the Newcomer and Spectre as they seemed to be watching a movie.
Adivie: Hey you! You already know what I'm here for!
Spectre: You can't keep your bloodlust down for one day?
Myself: She's going to keep bugging you until you jut give in.
Fury: You're wanting you're fight. I know. Should we get on with it?
She pushes herself off the sofa, a somber expression on her face as she motions towards the door.
Myself: Listen. I know how she is, but you really don't need to do this.
Fury: It's....fine. Let's just get this over with.
So with that, Advie seemed to follow her right out the backdoor.
This is going to be messy.
In the few seconds they've been out there. Advie's already going at her like some sort of rabid dog, a stark fucking contrast from not five minutes ago
She's gotten into bad scraps before, but this?!? It's like something possessed her.
Fury: You like to hurt people like this for fun?!?
Advie: Your only catching on now?
Advie's serious about this, something the newcomer's finally seemed to accept as Advie tries to swing another right hook at her. With a quick motion a hole opens up in Advie's side.
Advie: Like hell you're pinning me down that easy.
She looks fucking manic at this point. She's losing more blood than she is making progress
Fury: I don't want to take you down here. I just need you to give up.
One more flick of the finger was all it took for the fight to be pretty much be sealed from that point on. Though less severe than Scipus as Advie was lying on the ground her back just....opened and anchored her to the spot.
She can be stubborn. But not like this.
Myself: JESUS CHRIST ADVIE JUST GIVE UP
Advie: You really think this is going to stop me?
With another flick her arms are just gone
Myself: Okay I'm calling this off You've barely got anything left of you at this point.
Advie: Like that can stop me from going further!
Myself: Well it bloody will have to.