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Apocalypse How Mods ([personal profile] apocalypsehowmods) wrote in [community profile] apocalypsehowooc 2023-09-18 04:36 am (UTC)

When she first steps into her personal nightmare (located within a building of your choice) Eda will notice the walls fall away all around her. Thick, towering, trunks of trees stand close but not impassable in the forest that seems to surround her, a forest of trees she might even recognize. It's quiet. Almost calm. One breath, two, then the tension in the air settles like a thick fog and the sound that reaches her ears is the sound of something wet and squelching, the shift of something seemingly organic that curls through the leaves and branches...and rots them. Everything the fungus-like substance touches seems to infect and corrode slow enough it would be reasonable to assume it would hurt (and potentially scar) if it touched skin.

She and her companion aren't alone in the forest, either. Something stomps and crash and quakes the ground. Something that sniffs and seeks and hunts, though what it is seems impossible to see in the darkness beyond the trees. Maybe she runs or maybe she waits and looks around even as fear nips at her, but eventually her mind might supply why the trees feel so close. Why nature itself seems to press in and suffocate, almost like a slowly rotting cage. What glimpses of the monster she can see likely tells her enough: grey feathers, yellow pupils from black eyes and vicious, ripping talons. Hopefully her companion might help her and not fall victim to the hunter within the cage as well.

Please feel free to embellish and run with your nightmare as much as you'd like! We only ask that her solution to escaping be either inspired, assisted, or in some way aided by another character!

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