Event Log: Dreamwalker

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone!
What: The Dreamwalker event
Where: In your comfy bed and your sleepy head.
When: May 16th-26th
Warnings: Good dreams, weird dreams, bad dreams, straight-up nightmares. Please remember to tag for warnings in the header if things are going to be bad!

Have you been having trouble getting a good night's sleep? Tossing and turning, unable to rest those tired eyes? Or maybe you don't sleep at all, and never have. Not to worry! For a little while, you'll have no trouble at all falling asleep - in fact, as night falls, you'll find yourself overwhelmed with exhaustion whether you want to sleep or not. Lay down and rest your weary head, friends. Everyone could use a little extra sleep.

But what will your dreams bring? Something happy, images of a perfect day? Something hopeful, something you've wanted for a long time? Maybe you'll dream of anger, of the face of your worst enemy. Or maybe - just maybe - you'll have a horrific nightmare, and wake screaming, covered in cold sweat.

Not before others have time to see it, though. As you sleep, as you dream, the other residents of Hadriel, friends and enemies and people you've only met once, might find their way into your dreams. Or you might find your way into theirs - and then have to deal with someone's else's nightmares, or hopes, or anger. For the next ten nights, you'll find yourself either a host or a visitor, and no matter how you try you won't be able to stay awake once night falls.

Sweet dreams, Hadriel. Don't let the asshole fear gods bite.

► This log covers May 16th-26th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► You can't die in the dreams, but if you somehow manage to trip and fall and kill yourself getting out of bed, please report it on the death post.

Comments

[pighead]

Why?

[The face in the mirror, less and less like Emily's with every second, snarls at her back. Shapes move out in the darkness, coming closer.]

You don't stop, do you? You do whatever you want, and other people suffer the consequences.

[In an instant, the mirror shatters, and water pours through, quickly covering the floor, making it slick and dangerous. It should seep through - the floor is only wood, and there are plenty of cracks - but it doesn't look like it's going to.]

[unfollowing]

[Rather than answer (how can she answer, what can she say), she screams as one of the figures comes too close to her, and she runs back down the hall, tripping over and over on the uneven ground. She falls a few times, but she gets right back up, because at least there was light in the living room. Just moonlight, but it was better than this.]

[pighead]

[As soon as she starts running, something starts chasing her, clawed footsteps scraping on the wooden floor, splashing the water. If she looks back, it'll be impossible to really make out its form, but there's something there. Something that wants to chase her down.

The door to the room is wide open, moonlight spilling through the windows to pool on the floor. It's almost peaceful-looking.]

[unfollowing]

[She stumbles into the moonlight, all but crawling for a bit before she gets back to her feet and heads for the front door. Hell no, she is not fooled by this peaceful moonlight shit. Like Josh is going to let her, of all people, get out that easily?

Witness her frantically try and unlock the door.]

[pighead]

[The door swings open easily. Outside is, of course, the mountain. Just like it was on that night, snowy and gently illuminated and apparently peaceful. The woods are quiet, there are no footprints on the ground. She might be the only living creature on the entire mountain.

Except for whatever was following her, of course.]

[unfollowing]

[Okay, maybe he is letting her out easy, but Emily is still on guard as she runs away from the-- thing, whatever it is. That gross reflection, maybe, or those creepy little kids that were laughing at her.

She's heading for the cable car station.]

[pighead]

[The mountain is quiet around her as she runs. Peaceful. If she can make it to the cable car, it'll end - even Josh has to offer his friends a way out, subconsciously or not. But of course it can't be as easy as that.

The peace of the mountain is shattered by a shriek, familiar and unsettling. A wendigo, or something that sounds very much like one.]

[unfollowing]

[Is it near enough to see her if she moves? Emily is maybe halfway to the station. It might be worth the risk to keep running. She knows she can outrun it, already has, only got bitten because she leaned against that door when she thought she was safe.

Fuck it. She's not going to stop until she's face to face with it.

She's not much for nature, but it is really pretty out. Too bad this isn't real.]

[pighead]

[The wendigo shrieks again as she runs - but it doesn't seem to be chasing her. In fact, the sound seems to be coming from ahead of her. It's not moving, not stalking through the trees or chasing an animal. It's still.

Is it waiting, or is there something else going on?]

[unfollowing]

[Of fucking course it's waiting for her, or not, doesn't matter -- the point is, it's somewhere between her and the cable car station, and she's going to have to evade if she intends to make it out of this.

But, also of course, god fucking hates her, so when Emily makes it to the clearing in front of the station, she trips on who knows what and falls face first into the snow.

There's a steady stream of curses coming out of her mouth as she spits out snow and god please let it only be snow, pushing herself up. If she runs for it, she can probably make it to the station now. But just in case, she holds still for a few seconds first, listening, waiting.]

[pighead]

[There's another shriek - closer. Incredibly close. Right in front of her, in fact, but any quick glance makes it obvious that there's no wendigo around.

There is something, though. Perched carefully on a tree stump is a tape recorder. The wheels spin, the tape progresses, and from the speaker comes another shriek, eerie and realistic and yet - now - very obviously recorded.]

[unfollowing]

[The very second that fact registers with her, Emily scowls.]

Are you fucking serious, Josh!?

[She gets up and brushes the snow off her clothes, then walks into the cable car station like she's just strolling through the park. The entire time she's in there, turning the key in the control console and heading over to wait for the car, she mutters obscenities directed at everything and nothing. She's still scared, sure, but she's now also pissed off.]

[pighead]

[The cable car arrives, and there's nothing to stop her from boarding. Whatever else was going on in this dream, Josh's goal - terrify them, work out his anger - has been satisfied. Upon stepping into the car, Emily will wake up, safe and sound.]

[unfollowing]

[Thank god.

She may or may not flip off the entire mountain in the moments before she wakes up. Fucking terrifying, but thank god it's over.]