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Holding back the urge to vomit, Dalia fell to her knees and pinched her eyes shut. Tight. So very tight.
 
Suddenly the emptiness took over. That sense that something desperate was missing. Something that was necessary to be alive. She felt her throat tighten as if choking from lack of air.
 
Gasping in short, ragged breaths, Dalia looked down at fingers that weren't hers. Couldn't possibly be hers! She slowly looked up at Shaun and realized what he too was seeing. She turned, still on the floor, and saw the butcher Ysabel approaching with a knife.
 
Dalia scuttled backward on all fours until her back slammed into a wall. She stared up at the woman, unable to discern her words in her moment of panic.
 
"Cthulhu fhtagn xs'ulld cta'lin," she recited with desperation. After a moment she finally calmed her breathing. She felt a sliver of her true self return. Her voice was less inviting than it had been. Her eyes met those of Ysabel's.
 
"Touch the coin."
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Ysabel swayed back and forth on her feet. She dropped the basil and held that hand to her eye, she had such a headach. Why did she have a headach? Why was everything so perfect? Why sh"ould I touch the coin? Why am" I asking do many questions.

She looked down at the coin, at the fearfully Dalia and Shaun. Why were friends acting this way? Why... was the coin still on the ground? She tried to walk toward it but her head hurt so much, with so many questions, she fell to her knees at the last step. With her empty hand sje reached out and touched the coin, still clasping the knife in her other hand.

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The shriek grabs Quins attention. "That doesn't sound like someone's wrist being smacked with a ladle." Quin notes. "I probably should go check the kitchens" he tells the barflies. "If someone tried pinching the butt of one of the ladies, they might be really hurt. I will be back in moment"

Still holding his mug of ale, Quin wanders back into the kitchen to discover the cause of the shriek.

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Ysabael

Moments after you touch the coin, reality swims for you like it did for the others, and you wake to the same nightmare.

You find yourself looking frantically from place to place within the slaughterhouse that was a kitchen only moments before, and you inevitably come to the corpse on the butcher block and your cook pot. The horror of it all threatens to overwhelm you.

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Quin

You enter the clean an organized kitchen. The scent of baking bread still lingers in the air, just under that of the stew Ysabel is preparing. This truly is the heart of the Kobweb. Such a wonderful workspace.

Strangely, you find Dalia and Ysabel on the floor, Shaun pressed up against the wall with a horrified expression on his face, and Chard standing amongst them all as if wondering why everyone has lost their mind.

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Flickwit

You're still lounging on the porch, enjoying another wonderful day. You should probably get the broom and sweep up soon. It's in a closet in the kitchen.

Then you notice something strange. There are cobwebs in the Kobweb. That's nothing unusual, as they always seem to form no matter how often you and your friends clear them away. They aren't large or obtrusive, but they are always there. Ms. Alice jokes that the spiders work harder than you do.

But they don't usually... shimmer... do they?

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Dreams. Ysabel hated dreams and nightmares all the same. The sensation of falling out of one realty and into another, into the real reality made her sick to her stomach. What was around made her purge her stomach entirely. Heaved into the corner of the slaughter house, clutching the only sources of comfort to her at the moment, the coin and the heavy butchers knife. Even though it had been a chefs knife seconds before, and she felt sick at thinking where the blood on it came from, she knew how to use it if need be.

Ysabel became awair of two more friends in the room, Quin and Chard. She stood up on shaky legs, clutching the knife in one hand and holding the coin out with the other. "T~ouch it... Touch it... please... you need to... wake up too... we need... to leave..."

Her mind began to feel... better? Her questions didn't hurt anymore, she could ask and try to answer them. The illusion was dulling her curiosity! Even as she felt nauseous having fallen off the wagon, even as she felt a dreadful fear at their surroundings, deep within her she felt the bubbling pool of her soul begin to boil with rage. She wanted kill who or whatever thought it could impeed her curiousness.

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Ysabel

As you wrap your head around what is happening, you take a mental "inventory" of your prepared spells. You find they are in your mind... but not as strongly as you'd like. You think it has been some time since you studied your spellbook. Wait... your spellbook? Where is it?


** OOC - All spellcasters are rusty because while living in the illusion of the Kozy Kobweb you have not been using your powers. You're at -1d to all spell checks for now. There is a way to get "un-rusty," but you'll have to figure it out.

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11 minutes ago, cailano said:

But they don't usually... shimmer... do they?

Flickwit is… particularly drawn to shiny, shimmery things. Always had been. Truly, it’s what drew him into the shadows and to the forbidden art of thievery. What started as stealing costume jewelry from street vendors eventually turned into stealing gems from nobles and a magical dagger from a dragon’s hoard… he pauses in his thoughts.
 

What… am I doing here? Where are my shiny things? Where’s my dagger? And why is that spiderweb so… enticing?
 

Almost hypnotically, like a man possessed, he reached out and plucked the cobweb with a single finger.

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Dalia

Your eyes dart wildly around your terrible new reality for a few moments before you can slow your breathing and get your bearings.

A slaughterhouse. You're in a slaughterhouse. Ysabel just touched the coin, and it looks like she is going through the same thing you just did, but she has pulled herself together quickly and is trying to get Chard to touch the Coin.

Where is Flickwit?

Another thing you notice: While most of the kitchen you remember is gone, there are still a lot of knives, cleavers, and other meat-cutting and tenderizing tools. They are larger and more brutal than you remember and far less sanitary, but they seem to be real.


 

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2 minutes ago, TheMightyDeeEmm said:

Flickwit is… particularly drawn to shiny, shimmery things. Always had been. Truly, it’s what drew him into the shadows and to the forbidden art of thievery. What started as stealing costume jewelry from street vendors eventually turned into stealing gems from nobles and a magical dagger from a dragon’s hoard… he pauses in his thoughts.
 

What… am I doing here? Where are my shiny things? Where’s my dagger? And why is that spiderweb so… enticing?
 

Almost hypnotically, like a man possessed, he reached out and plucked the cobweb with a single finger.

When you touch the cobweb you feel a strange connection to some of your companions. Ysabel, Dalia, Shaun... they're... terrified. You literally feel their fear.

You get a shocking glimpse of blood and slaughter and horror.

What have I done? You hear yourself ask.

Then the vision is gone as quickly as it came. You are outside on the porch of the Kozy Kobweb and the morning sun feels delightful on your back. The cobweb is just a few sticky strands clinging to your fingers.

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Flickwit shakes the horrible images from his head and wipes his hand on his breeches. There's no way his friends could be afraid, not here. The Kozy Kobweb is perfect. Ms. Alice makes it perfect.

Then, a sudden revelation! Ms. Alice! She'll know what to do!

He struts into the lobby of the Kozy Kobweb, calling out, "Hey, Ms. Alice? I don't feel so good."

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Chard

You hesitantly reach out to the coin, and moments later, you're reeling. The reality you've been living in for the last year unravels before your eyes and you find yourself reaching to your side for a weapon that hasn't been there in months.

Your weapons! You've seen far too much to let yourself be parted from them, yet as you think back, you know you did.

You think hard, even as you take in the nightmarish horrors around you and the starved and gore-soaked reality of what you and your companions have become.

It was all an illusion! An illusion that made you complacent, foolish, and weak. What sort of magic could do this?
 

Your weapons... everyone's gear... it's all in the cellar.

You can remember Ms. Alice suggesting it would be a safe place for them. The cellar isn't far, and you know the way... but what horrors will you have to navigate to get there?

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