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| session date: 4th july 2026 murica | session date: 4th july 2026 murica | ||
| + | bonus xp from quiz for next sesh | ||
| + | * John and Peter have gone over the chronicles of caine and shadows together (more fanfic to follow) | ||
| + | JOHN | ||
| + | * Monday, wakes up at 8:45 | ||
| + | * He gets an email ' | ||
| + | * His supervisor is concerned that he has been missing more lectures, and has invited him at 11am to go to his office for achat | ||
| + | * john replies to the email and accepts it | ||
| + | * His first lecture is at 10am, and so he prepares for it and heads out | ||
| + | * fry up for breakfast | ||
| + | * Eggs, bacon, toast, mushrooms, beans, sausages, hashbrowns, tomato | ||
| + | * The lecture is about ' | ||
| + | * John puts in a bit more than usual effort, but overall is more in uni for the experience than the learning | ||
| + | * Off to the supervisor meeting, doesnt know him super well since he is in his first year (he is 24yo so note that down) | ||
| + | * Weland is the supervisor name, he is a lecturer of folklore. Tweed formal clothes, late 30s, has glasses, well kept facial hair. Has the checkermark jumper thing | ||
| + | * His office is very regular, lasden wall, dusty books stacked, computer resembles babbage' | ||
| + | * John Walks into the room, blanks the guy, and starts rummaging through his books | ||
| + | * Professor Weland starts to talk to John about his attendance | ||
| + | * he has some books on black shuck, and other esoterica i missed bc freyja was talking 2 quick | ||
| + | * He asks reasons why he hasnt attended much and john covers saying he has minor headaches | ||
| + | * During the conversation John notices that everything in the office has a ' | ||
| + | * Focusing in on the book, the book seems to actually be an alembic? | ||
| + | * The computer seems to be glass display case filled with pinned butterflies | ||
| + | * The guy is short, relativly fat/dumpy, peasant clothes with a cape, a mohawk, big nose and ears | ||
| + | * outside the window is a big green grassy field, a tower made of crystals | ||
| + | * and then he suddenly snaps back to reality | ||
| + | * john asks for a pen and puts it in his bag | ||
| + | * Observing the pen, it is determined that it has only 1/5th the ink remaining (30-80 pages) | ||
| + | * john mentions in the group chat that the room felt weird like the bookshop and also he got a bic pen with 1/5th the remaining ink | ||
| + | * time passes and he grabs a chicken burger | ||
| + | * its now time for his shift (evening i assume idk) and puts on his SU uniform. He heads down to the ' | ||
| + | * 9pm and he is the lone person manning it. | ||
| + | * About 11:30, somebody walks up to the hatch. They are wearing a wife beater curly hair, a dog collar, makeup freckles, she a fuckin dog girl. Dog ears too i guess. buttplug dogtail | ||
| + | * they walk up and ask for a pack of chewing gum | ||
| + | * John, in his totally not autism, rolls and occult check because she is ofc a fucking werewolf | ||
| + | * AS he closes his hand over the chewing gum it feels fuzzy | ||
| + | * Opening his hands, its a catepillar. Keeping his cool, he puts it back on the shelf? | ||
| + | * She says 'I want a juicy fruits' | ||
| + | * She then asks for a specific red wine and John grabs the bottle by where the label. It is incredibly cold, as he walks to the window it becomes incredibly slippy and falls to the floor. He mops up and wine and removes the glass then grabs another bottle. | ||
| + | * John smartly IDs them. She pays with a £20 Scottish bill (group groans). Opening up the till to give them change back. ALl of the coins in the till have been changed, 1p -> 1cent euro, some are pre euro, some of guilders, some are yen or phillipine coins, etc etc | ||
| + | * The notes have been changed | ||
| + | * £5 scottish, £10 irish, £20 Jersey, £50 Falkland | ||
| + | * he gives the change as if they were correct, she laughs looking at it and walks away. | ||
| + | * The catepillar smells vaguely of mint. He takes a picture of it, its a big green large catepillar and sends it to the group chat | ||
| + | * Its the well known occultapillar john deduces | ||
| + | * No one else shows up for the next 30 mins | ||
| + | * group chat repies: Peter - go to bed, Gideon - Who have you pissed off... someone is fucking with you, Lee - lay off whatever you're taking | ||
| + | * Eerily quiet | ||
| + | * Out of the corner of his eye, floating from the lake to the paths. Its a glowing orb, slowly approaching the shop counter. He grabs his phone | ||
| + | * A meter before the shop counter it abruptly vanishes | ||
| + | * Coming from the left, a student strides up 'OI OI LAD, WANT BOTTLE OF CHEAPEST VODKA' | ||
| + | * Hands a english note with the king on, god bless | ||
| + | * As he walks away, the lights in the hatch TURN OFF | ||
| + | * John flicks the switch and it turns back on. The till door opens. | ||
| + | * John assumes he didnt close the till properly. All the power in the shop goes out. Trying the switch again it doesnt turn back on. | ||
| + | * It sounded like a breaker switching, so John goes out the back to reach the breaker. Its dark so he uses the light from his phone. The breaker is obviously flipped to the off position, only the master has been switched to off position. As he makes his way to the box he hears someone whispering a song. LYRICS FOR CUTTY WREN | ||
| + | * John has no idea what the song is so moves to the breaker, it flips on as he reaches for it. Turning around he sees nobody there. | ||
| + | * By the lake is a dark, cloudy mass. Its following the same path the orb was. It goes out of his view. | ||
| + | * John closes up the shop, and tells the group chat about what occured while walking to the lake. | ||
| + | * The shadowy mass is back in view by the tiny fishing jetty. It rapidly falls into the water. He hears the same whispering voice 'Come with us, come with us' | ||
| + | * He then mentions that in the group chat | ||
| + | * Lee - Have you ever heard of a diary? | ||
| + | * John makes his way to the jetty and cautiously walks down the jetty | ||
| + | * John sees ripples in the surface, he backs up | ||
| + | * As he is backing up, he feels fingers on his ankle | ||
| + | * A skeletal hand is firmly gripping him on his leg. It is bone white, with rotting wet flesh dripping from the bones. The only thing he can hear 'Come with us, its lovely in here, so quiet, so peaceful' | ||
| + | * John tries to kick it, but has been pulled down onto his stomach | ||
| + | * John kicks the hand away, the whispers are now deafingly loud | ||
| + | * The jetty is covered in a film of rime | ||
| + | * He has managed to run to solid ground | ||
| + | * Glancing over his shoulder, he sees both skeletal hands. one beckoning him. | ||
| + | * His leg is very cold, with an outline of a hand with icecrystals on his ankle | ||
| + | * he sends a photo of his ankle to the group | ||
| + | * END SCENE | ||
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