[ Suppose there's always slightly bad baked goods. Those might not be traumatizing.]
Erm, Caleb. Just a little. So, word of mouth. Don't know the details or anything. Don't have to share either, if you don't want to - I know some of that shit got personal. At least on the other one.
Stepped into Fall dorm, or thought I did. Ended up teleported into some sorta neighborhood. Same happened fer the other three.
Got a key for one of the houses. Once we went in, the whole place was tryin' to convince us we were a family, 'nd we'd always lived there. The house was fucked up. The garage was full of rottin’ meat.
Explored the house some before whatever brought us over forced us t' sleep. Day two had us under its spell. Thought we were some kinda family unit, like it was all normal.
Day three we came back t' ourselves. Had some kinda rottin' meat monster come outta the walls, 'nd we fought it off some before we had t' run for it. The fuckin' monster exploded on us. Acid, guts, blood. That's what we ended up bein' covered in.
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Now that I understand.
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Heard it was something like that on your little adventure, right?
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[And then he looks at the vegetables laid out and opts to just. Not deal with food right now.
That's a problem for later Bradley.]
Who'd ya hear it from?
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Erm, Caleb. Just a little. So, word of mouth. Don't know the details or anything. Don't have to share either, if you don't want to - I know some of that shit got personal. At least on the other one.
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[A slight shrug of his shoulder.]
Not a fan of memories gettin' fucked with.
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[Getting their memories fucked with.]
Broad strokes, sure, if you don't mind them.
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[Moving on quickly from that.]
Stepped into Fall dorm, or thought I did. Ended up teleported into some sorta neighborhood. Same happened fer the other three.
Got a key for one of the houses. Once we went in, the whole place was tryin' to convince us we were a family, 'nd we'd always lived there. The house was fucked up. The garage was full of rottin’ meat.
Explored the house some before whatever brought us over forced us t' sleep. Day two had us under its spell. Thought we were some kinda family unit, like it was all normal.
Day three we came back t' ourselves. Had some kinda rottin' meat monster come outta the walls, 'nd we fought it off some before we had t' run for it. The fuckin' monster exploded on us. Acid, guts, blood. That's what we ended up bein' covered in.
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Well ... fuck.
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