Let's gather 'round the campfire

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Characters: Ventus and EVERYBODY
Setting: Halls of the first floor Dormitory, near the stairs.
Format: Prose to start, will match you~
Summary: The power's gone out, so Ven's starting a bonfire.
Warnings: Magical fire and possibly singing TBA

Ven had only been in the tower for a little while and already something was going on. He didn't exactly understand what was going on, only that it was dark and creepy, and that none of the lights were working. Except in the rooms, but those emergency lights were almost creepier than the darkness.

He had managed to gather up some flammable materials into a pile at the end of the hallway, and with a quick "Fire!" the flames were burning and there was at least some light. And a source of heat! Thus he sat against the wall making sure the fire didn't go out, blissfully unaware of any creepy crawlies.

Comments

[pchaaair]

[Well, at least someone is being optimistic! Tavros is just being unsure about things.]

I hope that, that happens soon, because there is something that, I don't really like about this place right now, um, I guess.

[f0rceless.livejournal.com]

[I am sure Ven has enough optimism for the both of them.]

Hm? What is it? Is it because it's dark?

[pchaaair]

[This is something I do not doubt.]

It's not that, exactly, but, I guess it's the way everything, err, looks.

[f0rceless.livejournal.com]

How it...'looks'? [Well, it does look dark, but that's probably not what he's getting at.]

What do you mean?

[pchaaair]

Uhh, I guess, mostly just how things look in the dark, I guess.

[f0rceless.livejournal.com]

Oh, that makes sense. But don't worry, it's not like anything actually changes in the dark. They look different, but they're still the same things.

[Nooot, gonna bring up ghosts. Nope. Not gonna do that.]

[pchaaair]

[Tavros can do that for you!]

I guess, but, it's not just that. Um, there are other things, too, that seem to be happening.

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Other things? [Frowns] Uh, like what?

[He doesn't look scared, why would he!]

[pchaaair]

Uhh, like voices, I guess. I keep hearing my friends, that aren't here, which isn't a lot because, a lot of them are here now, but, the ones that aren't here, are the ones that I hear.

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[Still frowning] That's kinda spooky.... Are you sure they're not here?

[pchaaair]

Um, pretty sure, I think, since I haven't seen them here, at all.

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Hm...[shakes head] I wonder what's going on....

[pchaaair]

I kind of do, too, since, this doesn't really make that much sense.

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M-Maybe they're from somebody's world? Or maybe they're the cause of the power outage? Augh...

[He's not good at thinking dangit.]