IC: I sit on my bed reading a book on arcanism, Skrillex blasting from the stereo. Zan peers in, his face dripping with cleanser.
"What," I say slowly, "was that?"
"I don't know," says Zan, "I just... I slept, and I woke up, but... I didn't. I saw myself and I went to your room, and... I don't know. I just went into you. I can't really describe it."
"Huh... Okay. Can you hear something?l"
Zan squints, trying to concentrate. A low, bubbly, rumbling growl echoes through the camp. A squelching sound goes past our teepee. I look out quietly to see a huge man-shaped lump of black, scarred flesh covered in deep purple, veiny tendrils. It has two black, jagged blades protruding from each of its lumpy hands. It turns around to look at me. It's face... I can barely call it a face. It has one purple eye and no other features but diseased black meat and tainted veins. It cocks its head curiously. I back away, shadows raised, and it charges at me.
I duck as it swipes at me, and run, screaming "MONSTER! BIG VEINY PURPLE MONSTER CHASING AFTER ME! SOUND THE ALARM!" Everyone comes out and makes various noises of shock and terror. The only person that immediately runs to my aid is the bearded man I talked to at dinner. He throws a punch into the monster's groin, and actually punches through it. His hand comes out covered in purple goo and black slimy strands. The monster roars, wrenching its mouth open to display a disgusting tentacled mess, and grabs him by the head and tears it away from his body in one not-so-clean tug. It drops him and lumbers towards me. I throw shadow dagger after shadow dagger, trying to sever its head. It slashes my chest and advances. It looks like it's going to be the end. Death. Demise. Kaput.
And then, Elijah jumps on the monster's back and wraps an arm around its veiny throat. It gurgles and shakes about, spinning Elijah around to its front. He scrabbles to get something out of his belt, and finally removes a dagger. He plunges it into the monster's neck, severing what seems to be its jugular vein. It shrieks and flails around in a last ditch attempt to kill Elijah. The monster falls to the ground, twisted in a strange position that stops me from seeing Elijah. I run towards it and push it on to its side. The monster's claw has stabbed through his cheek down until it punches out through his neck.
"No..." I whisper, "no. No, no, no, NO, NO!" Tears start streaming down my face. I look desperately at Zan. He looks back.
"We need to go," I say quietly, "now."
"What," I say slowly, "was that?"
"I don't know," says Zan, "I just... I slept, and I woke up, but... I didn't. I saw myself and I went to your room, and... I don't know. I just went into you. I can't really describe it."
"Huh... Okay. Can you hear something?l"
Zan squints, trying to concentrate. A low, bubbly, rumbling growl echoes through the camp. A squelching sound goes past our teepee. I look out quietly to see a huge man-shaped lump of black, scarred flesh covered in deep purple, veiny tendrils. It has two black, jagged blades protruding from each of its lumpy hands. It turns around to look at me. It's face... I can barely call it a face. It has one purple eye and no other features but diseased black meat and tainted veins. It cocks its head curiously. I back away, shadows raised, and it charges at me.
I duck as it swipes at me, and run, screaming "MONSTER! BIG VEINY PURPLE MONSTER CHASING AFTER ME! SOUND THE ALARM!" Everyone comes out and makes various noises of shock and terror. The only person that immediately runs to my aid is the bearded man I talked to at dinner. He throws a punch into the monster's groin, and actually punches through it. His hand comes out covered in purple goo and black slimy strands. The monster roars, wrenching its mouth open to display a disgusting tentacled mess, and grabs him by the head and tears it away from his body in one not-so-clean tug. It drops him and lumbers towards me. I throw shadow dagger after shadow dagger, trying to sever its head. It slashes my chest and advances. It looks like it's going to be the end. Death. Demise. Kaput.
And then, Elijah jumps on the monster's back and wraps an arm around its veiny throat. It gurgles and shakes about, spinning Elijah around to its front. He scrabbles to get something out of his belt, and finally removes a dagger. He plunges it into the monster's neck, severing what seems to be its jugular vein. It shrieks and flails around in a last ditch attempt to kill Elijah. The monster falls to the ground, twisted in a strange position that stops me from seeing Elijah. I run towards it and push it on to its side. The monster's claw has stabbed through his cheek down until it punches out through his neck.
"No..." I whisper, "no. No, no, no, NO, NO!" Tears start streaming down my face. I look desperately at Zan. He looks back.
"We need to go," I say quietly, "now."