who: Helena and others! what: March catchall log when: All month where: Across campus warnings: Potential gore, body horror, psychological horror in dreamscapes.
[ Nanami pockets the key without much of a second thought, and then stares at the blank page. Maybe she's supposed to do something here.
Remembering something she read once, she tries just writing a simple sentence.
My name is Nanami Chiaki.
... Is she getting distracted from the critical path again? She looks up from her spot at the desk, trying to figure out if there's somewhere she's supposed to be going next... cause right now, this place is sort of cozy. ]
[the ink stays, dries, and then something subtly shifts in the paper - her characters rise up a little in the paper, becoming embossed in it. the thought floats to her mind, a helpful stray hint, that one could run their fingertips over it and feel the characters as much as read them on paper.
it's a useful tool, if one ever needed to read in the dark.]
It's time to explore the library, though. She has to find what this key goes to... taking the pen and paper with her as well, she stands up, and starts wandering around, looking for... anything, a door, a drawer, anything that might have a keyhole.
... She looks at the titles as she goes, too, to see what type of books this person keeps in her library... it's an interesting way to understand somebody, she thinks. ]
[the titles seem like they can almost be made out, but right before Nanami will understand what she's reading, meaning slips out, water through a sieve. it's impossible to really get them, but that doesn't matter - the bookshelf seems to be a unit of its own. however, her senses might tell her that there's something amiss with it - a faint crack in the carving of it near the wall, going around something.
if one really squints, it almost looks like it might be...
[ She's a little disappointed that she can't understand what the books say... she was curious. But the incongruity in the shelf itself becomes even more interesting, really quickly.
Well, she knows how this goes in games. She pulls the switch. ]
[then she probably expected the bookcase to shudder a little, a section of the wall to change, and it turns - a secret passage revealed by the movement of it all. a little dusty, but made of wood, and seemingly nothing creepy or crawly in it.
she has two options now, the secret passage or the exit door from the study.]
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Remembering something she read once, she tries just writing a simple sentence.
My name is Nanami Chiaki.
... Is she getting distracted from the critical path again? She looks up from her spot at the desk, trying to figure out if there's somewhere she's supposed to be going next... cause right now, this place is sort of cozy. ]
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it's a useful tool, if one ever needed to read in the dark.]
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It's time to explore the library, though. She has to find what this key goes to... taking the pen and paper with her as well, she stands up, and starts wandering around, looking for... anything, a door, a drawer, anything that might have a keyhole.
... She looks at the titles as she goes, too, to see what type of books this person keeps in her library... it's an interesting way to understand somebody, she thinks. ]
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if one really squints, it almost looks like it might be...
a switch.]
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Well, she knows how this goes in games. She pulls the switch. ]
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she has two options now, the secret passage or the exit door from the study.]