Camping - The Second Night

by **Kay Haddock** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:14 pm

When Victoria hadn't shown up again all day Kay had gotten worried. Not enough to say anything but enough to make her stay up at night in case she hadn't dreamt afterall. Occasionally she glances over at the dark lump of Brigid sleeping in between yawns. When something does happen she almost doesn't notice at first but eventually she notices that feeling of something being off again and she reaches over to shake Brigid's shoulder.

"Hey, Brigid, wake up..."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:23 pm

"Nnn, but what are we going to do with the tigers?" She mumbled, before waking up.

"...what?"

by **Kay Haddock** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:25 pm

Tigers?

"I think it's happening again."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:27 pm

"...let's hope it's not Alex again," she grumbled, getting out of her sleeping bag.

by **Kay Haddock** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:32 pm

"Doesn't feel like it's him. At all."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:34 pm

"Well you're the expert," she muttered, unzipping the tent flap and venturing out.

by **Kay Haddock** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:43 pm

"What's that supposed to mean?" she mostly asks herself as she follows Brigid out.

by **Narrator** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:45 pm

Outside there was, indeed, no Alex. Nor any sign of anyone.

The same eerie sensation would lead them through the woods, the same glow would guide them toward a spot in the woods that they would not otherwise have been able to find. This time, however...

The glow was opaque, concealing what was inside. Phantom shapes could vaguely be seen, and noises that were difficult to make out, much less to place, could be heard. Nothing, however, seemed to sound dangerous, or alarming, just... very, very muffled.

The only shape they could make out through the now-very-apparent barrier was the same ghost from the night before, standing to one side and looking at them, nodding encouragingly.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:46 pm

"...alright Kay, don't freak out..."

by **Kay Haddock** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:52 pm

"But where is she? There's only the g-ghost in there..."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 4:03 pm

"Which means we're going to have to go in..."

She took a cautious step forward.

by **Kay Haddock** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 4:16 pm

Maybe it's just a dream again... she tells herself as she follows Brigid.

by **Narrator** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 4:21 pm

And as soon as they stepped through, it certainly seemed like they were in a dream, because the scenery changed completely.

The village, and the people in it, looked to be Asian, though any more specific than that would be difficult to tell. And oddly, they could hear the people of the village speaking in English, though from the way the words didn't sync up with the movements of the people's lips, this was likely part of the magical effect.

Also, they seemed to be dressed like the people of the village. Again, this seemed to happen the instant they stepped through.

Oddly, though, the people didn't seem to notice them. Everyone had a wary, though slightly dazed look to them. The girls could feel that there was some sort of emotional miasma that was lingering over the village, affecting all the villagers but not them, making everyone uneasy, and increasingly uneasy the closer to the center of the village they got.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 4:25 pm

"Well that's... different," she said, looking to herself and Kay to see if anything else had changed.

by **Kay Haddock** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 4:33 pm

"I don't understand... Where did all this come from?"

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 7:30 pm

"It doesn't seem... like it would have come from anyone in the area's past, right? I mean, this doesn't look... native?"

by **Kay Haddock** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 7:34 pm

"Not really. But where did it come from? Last night it was only the one woman..."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 7:48 pm

"...maybe Victoria?"

by **Kay Haddock** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 7:49 pm

"Why would she summon more ghosts?"

by **Brigid Plunder** » Wed Jun 06, 2012 7:50 pm

"Maybe these are more like... memories?"

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Jun 07, 2012 5:15 am

"Who's memories though?"

by **Narrator** » Thu Jun 07, 2012 5:29 am

As they went through the village, which seemed very solid, though oddly faded, like they were in a movie where the color was off, they would catch snippets of conversation.

Two men, for example, were expressing their concerns over the fate of the tattooed priestess, gazing unconsciously toward the center of town as they did.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Thu Jun 07, 2012 9:58 am

"...guess that's where we should head, huh?" She said to Kay, with an eye to the men.

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Jun 07, 2012 10:45 am

"Yeah. It's not like anyone seems to see us anyway, so we should be okay."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Thu Jun 07, 2012 11:31 am

"It's the one thing that's familiar, at least..."

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Jun 07, 2012 4:57 pm

"Let's go then..." she says somewhat firmly, bolstered by the ghosts continuing to ignore them.

by **Narrator** » Thu Jun 07, 2012 5:25 pm

The village was, obviously, strange to them, but it was possible to gradually make sense of the buildings. Some were houses, some were shops or taverns, some were... offices, maybe?

The building they were going to, however, was obviously some sort of temple. The feeling of unease settling over the town was also obviously thicket there.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Thu Jun 07, 2012 6:35 pm

"This is feeling... kind of wrong. I hope she's okay..."

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Jun 07, 2012 6:39 pm

"Should we try to get inside?"

by **Brigid Plunder** » Thu Jun 07, 2012 7:07 pm

"Might have to."

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Jun 07, 2012 7:09 pm

"Right. Okay. Let's."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Thu Jun 07, 2012 7:36 pm

Brigid took a deep breath, and went to enter the temple.

by **Narrator** » Sun Jun 10, 2012 1:01 pm

Within the temple, it got even worse... it was like they could feel madness and anguish pushing in on them... and they weren't even a real part of this place. For everyone else, they could somehow tell, it would be much worse.

THe tattooed priestess was not the woman they had seen the night before. SHe was, however, very similar. She was also obviously insane, lashing out at those around her, who were attempting to calm her, console her, or restrain her.

by **Kay Haddock** » Sun Jun 10, 2012 1:29 pm

"Something's really really wrong here..."

by **Narrator** » Sun Jun 10, 2012 1:50 pm

"The host becomes full, full to the top. All the loss, all the pain, makes her weep and grow insane. Thrash and weep, toss and cry, spill the pain until you die..."

Also apparently not a real part of the scene was the woman in rags from the night before, who had joined Brigid and Kay from... well, wherever she'd come from.

The tattooed priestess was finally caught by the others, and held back as one of her attendees blindfolded her.

by **Kay Haddock** » Sun Jun 10, 2012 2:03 pm

"What are they doing to her?" she asks no one in particular, not having noticed the woman in rags yet apparently.

by **Narrator** » Sun Jun 10, 2012 2:12 pm

"Mercy, mercy, the only mercy they can give. Pin her hands and stab her heart..."

by **Kay Haddock** » Sun Jun 10, 2012 2:55 pm

"They're gonna kill her! We have to do something!" she says, forgetting that she most likely already is dead and this is just a memory of some kind.

by **Narrator** » Sun Jun 10, 2012 3:09 pm

"Cruel girl," the woman in rags said. "Torturing with good intentions... the Woman of Many Names said the same before she was made to see." She gestured, and (thought it had been difficult with the washed-out color), Kay would see that one of the women, helping to push the priestess down to the ground with shaking, uncertain hand, was Victoria.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Sun Jun 10, 2012 3:09 pm

"That's not... that's horrible."

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