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hadriel_logs2018-10-08 10:48 pm
sallyfaced) wrote in hadriel_logs2018-10-08 10:48 pm
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Who: Sal Fisher & Tyki Mikk
What: Ghost Hunting gone horribly wrong.
Where: The Silent Hill zone.
When: Oct 8 I guess???
Warnings: Uh well it's the Silent Hill zone so probably psychological horror and hellish monsters? Will update as necessary!
By now Sal is aware that with Hope reviving people there likely aren't any ghosts around, but his Gear Boy still goes off occasionally around certain people, and paranormal activity isn't just limited to the dead. Besides, it's something to do, and Sal is curious about this place in general so it's a good opportunity to explore. At first it looks as if they're walking further into the city, away from the temples, and everything seems fine.
Then the light on his Gear Boy begins to light up a brilliant green. It flickers once or twice, as if it doesn't quite know how to process whatever it is it's picking up, but Sal keeps walking with his head down and focused on the device. He should watch where he's going but he's not alone, so he doesn't bother. Only a minute or two further in does the glow begin to steady and a fog starts to roll in. When Sal looks up anything he sees in the distance is blanketed by the fog and hard to make out. It's the siren, loud and blaring, that cuts right through him and forces him to start a bit. The Gear Boy's light dies down.
"That's probably not a good siren, is it?" he asks with slight trepidation. It was unsettling; like something you would hear during a city wide emergency or something. But aside from the fog, nothing seemed to be going on.
What: Ghost Hunting gone horribly wrong.
Where: The Silent Hill zone.
When: Oct 8 I guess???
Warnings: Uh well it's the Silent Hill zone so probably psychological horror and hellish monsters? Will update as necessary!
By now Sal is aware that with Hope reviving people there likely aren't any ghosts around, but his Gear Boy still goes off occasionally around certain people, and paranormal activity isn't just limited to the dead. Besides, it's something to do, and Sal is curious about this place in general so it's a good opportunity to explore. At first it looks as if they're walking further into the city, away from the temples, and everything seems fine.
Then the light on his Gear Boy begins to light up a brilliant green. It flickers once or twice, as if it doesn't quite know how to process whatever it is it's picking up, but Sal keeps walking with his head down and focused on the device. He should watch where he's going but he's not alone, so he doesn't bother. Only a minute or two further in does the glow begin to steady and a fog starts to roll in. When Sal looks up anything he sees in the distance is blanketed by the fog and hard to make out. It's the siren, loud and blaring, that cuts right through him and forces him to start a bit. The Gear Boy's light dies down.
"That's probably not a good siren, is it?" he asks with slight trepidation. It was unsettling; like something you would hear during a city wide emergency or something. But aside from the fog, nothing seemed to be going on.
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[It took him a moment, usually not ashamed to admit such things, but part of him was concerned about giving voice to his fear. As if someone other than Tyki could hear him. It's an odd feeling that only worsens now that he said it out loud.
Yet again he remains close to Tyki as they exit, keeping thoughts of just relaxing and getting something to eat with his friend to keep from worrying too much. Don't give voice or power to those fears — it's a thought that keeps swirling around in his mind.
When something moves quickly Sal jumps as well, though he's quick to force a laugh. It's funny. Just...find it funny. Not scary.]
We should get our ghost hunting licences revoked, huh? [He heads down the stairs, making sure to peer over the banister as if expecting someone to be down there. It was empty...but Sal had the oddest feeling...like it only looked empty. Like there was something lurking just out of view. It gives him pause for a moment but ultimately he keeps heading down.] Then again, on all the ghost hunting programs people are always getting startled and screaming so I think we're doing good considering, haha.
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[Tyki laughs gently, quieter by far than he usually laughs as they head down the stairs and back down into the lobby. It's empty. Entirely empty. Like all they heard and felt and saw was just in their heads and nothing but nervous imagination. Tyki almost feels silly for a moment, like he was overreacting, but then he remembers how it felt when he put his hand through that locked door. And he quickly decides that it's best not to think about things at all, and to just hurry out with as upbeat an attitude as possible.] Besides, we're amateurs. No one can really judge an amateur.
[Tyki rubs his hand over the key again, without thinking. He really doesn't know what to do with it, but it's almost reverberating in his mind. He hates it, because it's affecting him on some level that's unpleasant, but he doesn't want to put it down.
And he doesn't really want to leave without finding out what door it opens.
So he pushes back to conversation as they approach the door out, trying to do anything to stop focusing on that nagging feeling within him.] Since we're amateurs, that means we should try again sometime. Maybe somewhere else. What do you think of this? Fisher and Mikk, paranormal detectives. I'd say paranormal detectives for hire, but money isn't of much use here.