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RECORDING 7: THE THIRD WEEK.

A third week in this place begins, with less of your number among you. The final week completely covered by everyone's rations, though with proper meting out, you'll be able to make it stretch until after week 4. It seems as if everyone will have to go without a few meals here and there..
To make things worse, when you wake up - it's clear the Miasma has gotten thicker. Everyone, save those still protected either by their powers or items they brought with them, is now even more deeply affected by the curse. Arguments will be flaring up more, along with negative thoughts and feelings...and even more worrying Is that any magic that touches the house itself will corrode over time. If a barrier is put in place and touches the floor, walls, or ceiling, in half a day it will be completely consumed by the miasma and fizzle out. Spells or seals will also corrode, and even personal healing abilities have been halved.
The Temperature has dropped, just a bit - down to the mid to low 60's. Strange, isn't it? As before,the rooms have changed, so hopefully you kept anything essential in the static area.
25 of your number still remain.
...What new horrors await you this week?
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He'll hear Sissel's voice in his head, and be able to picture him speaking to him... with cool sunglasses on???]
Ky!! Spiders under the bed and they have my body!
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['Oh my god', turns out he doesn't swear that much. Then he recognizes the voice - and image...?]
Sissel?! What - no... later, what should I do?
Spiders
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I'd fry them but if I'm not careful...
[He sucks in his breath at Sissel's assurance, and Ky extends his hand out, shooting a blue electrical dart-shaped projectile towards the spiders]
STUN EDGE!
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There's definitely some burning fur smell though.]
Once it clears grab me and the paper on the floor and run! The curse might be pissed we killed it's pets...
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It felt like forever to wait for the surviving spiders to flee before he scoops up the paper and smoke-scented cat, practically sliding out of the room and slamming the door shut with a kick. His eyes are burning]
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[He's so proud...]
I'm going to go back- I might cry out but it'll be alright- trust me, you probably just saved my life.
[And just as suddenly as the presence in his head arrived it's gone... and the body in his arms stirs and takes a deep breath. Sissel's collar is a little garbled from the electricity but is still understandable]
...o-ow... damn it....
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Slowly, he slides down the door]
I might've overdone it - is that translator going to hold up?
[As Ky belatedly remembered that was actually a thing]
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[He shifts around, a soft 'mew' escaping him]
Ngh... I think I have a burn... but I can b-ksk-breath okay. So I'll be okay.
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We can get someone to help with that burn... is that how you save people, by jumping into them?
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His breathing slowed, evens as he gingerly scoops Sissel up as he pushes himself up]
so Mr. Gin and I have a core? Why us?
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1/
2/2 done
What?! Are you saying... I was dead at some point?
[His eyes widened incredulous, shocked disbelief crossing his face]
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Probably. But if your fate was ch-ksss-changed you might not even remember it. I wouldn't worry over it too much.
Paging Healers and Dr. Saphir not currently dealing with BS
[He's right... that's not important. It's not relevant to their situation - right? Ky knew his life was dangerous, but the thought he had actually died was rather unsettling. Right! Healer!]
Let's get you to someone.
[He heads down the hall, calling out names]
Dr. Neis--!
[Did his voice just cracked? Why now?]
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[Maybe he was too blunt. Ky acted like an adult, but in reality, he was barely older than Kamila. He nuzzles his arm in an attempt at comfort]
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It's not your fault...
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just to speed things up.
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Were you asking for me?
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[ he has never looked at it closely and has no right to be this confident but he is!! ]
Where is it?
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