RECORDING 4: THE SECOND WEEK

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A second week in this place begins, with less of your number among you. With first blood - and oil - spilled, it now seems as if it'll only be a matter of time before the worse eventually happens once more. Thankfully, it seems as if the Miasma is content to remain at the same levels it did before, so arguments are unlikely to break out, though tensions are surely high after everything that's already occurred.

Speaking of which, the temperature remains a consistent comfortable early to mid 70's in the house. It appears at least that you'll be here in comfort..? Though it appears that the rooms have changed, so hopefully you kept anything essential in the static area.

Yet, something feels...wrong. The house feels as if it is laughing at you, when you awake...

...What new horrors await you this week?


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[tsunderine]

I just didn't expect it, is all.

That the embarrassment would come in death.

I'll stay.

[tangentlion]

Dying because I didn't know something is the most embarrassing thing I can think of.

[he looks at his hand, which comes to 16. He groans and leans back in the chair] UGH! I'm zetta done!

[tsunderine]

I don't know about that, but okay.

[laughs at his loss, though]

. . . Okay.

I have to ask - top five people you want to survive here?

[tangentlion]

[he shuffles the cards, just for fun this time, as he thinks]

Sissel. Giovanni. Yachi.

[he pauses, trying to think of two more]

.... Eh. The rest is an empty set.

[tsunderine]

Hmm.

Figures. Well, I suppose that makes sense.

[tangentlion]

... But hope is an empty set too. So it doesn't matter.

[tsunderine]

'Hope', huh...

I don't know about that. Many of us are stubborn, and I for one don't plan on disregarding that so-called hope. Or rather... it's not null yet.

[tangentlion]

Of course you think that. You don't see what I see.

[tsunderine]

No, I don't.

[brutally honest, but she doesn't say the words in a condescending manner. no, her voice is more... even?]

I'll ask because I'm mildly curious... but what exactly do you see, then?

[tangentlion]

You ever opened your eyes in darkness so black, it's almost lighter to leave your eyes closed?

[tsunderine]

I have, but go on...?

[tangentlion]

Imagine that. But darker. And it reaches out for you.

That's what lies at the center of this house. A black hole.

[tsunderine]

I see.

So it just winds up pulling you in deeper into the darkness until there's no escape, right?

1/2

[tangentlion]

[he doesn't respond. Instead he just sets up the cards for solitaire--]

2/2

[tangentlion]

[but as he's doing that, tendrils of miasma appear from the ground below him, grabbing him and choking him]

Gck.... Gyaaackkk!! W-.... I didn't....!!

[the tendrils crush him and he vanishes into the miasma, which quickly dissipates... leaving nothing but the cards behind]

[tsunderine]

[wh]

[what the fuck]

[b...........bye, Sho?]