, ([personal profile] yokeye) wrote in [community profile] irisnetwork 2019-02-19 03:13 am (UTC)

[Despite appearances, praise from Avery is very appreciated. He might even attend the next lecture. Toki opts for waving before he says something else stupid and heads for the door. Half way there, he stops...

The landscape is barren and surrounded in a cloudy mist. A group of people dressed in dull colors and hats are gathered at a tiered square depression in the ground. One chips away with a chisel, another brushing debris away with what appears to be a paintbrush. As the mist dissipates, vague shapes of ruins in brick and stone appear. He has some kind of tool in his hand, it's tiny and looks like an awkward shovel. When he looks back up, the mist has darkened into some shadowy prescience. He's instantly filled with intense dread, though he can't actually see what it is he's afraid of. The others are screaming. It's suddenly extremely cold, so cold it burns.

...He can still hear the screams as the images fade. He's shivering and he can't feel his fingers. He needs to makes notes on it all before he forgets, but he drops his phone attempting to take it out of his pocket. The screen cracks, though it's probably still usable.]

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