bethany

PMs to Lilith, Janie, Bethany

Indira woke in an exact replica of her bedroom back home, save the addition of kitchen facilities. To say she was unhappy was perhaps understatement; just when she got used to a new place and worked out a routine to keep herself safe, she was dropped in a new location. That this was made to look like her home was adding insult to injury. The computers, she noticed immediately. They were, after all, out of place - she owned a laptop.

held!

held for jack and bethany and shenannigans

Playing the weatherman

Who: Owen and Open
When: Early morning, around seven am.
Where: 1 maple street

Owen couldn’t really deny that the scientists were behind this now. Not when he woke up exactly the same way he had before (not in the bathtub and not hoping there would be someone else there) and with Jeremy still missing.

009. public entry.

I've never seen so much snow come at once. There were storms in Licupe, yes, but nothing quite like this. It's almost as if mother nature is plotting against us, trying to break our spirits.

The Monsters Are Due on Maple Street

Who: Joy and anyone else who stumbles across her. Likely just Chris, Bethany, or Owen, considering the weather.
When: Morning
Where: 1 Maple Street

Joy woke up from another dream with a shout. "Abby!" she shouted out, sitting up in the bed with her arms outstretched. Of course. Just another stupid, fucking dream. Taking them away from me again. She curled up on the bed, her knees almost touching her nose. "Hush little baby, don't say a word, momma's gonna buy you a mocking bird..." She rocked back and forth for a moment before it dawned on her that she was... someplace else.

Unfamiliar ceilings

Who: Jeremy and Owen to start with. Now open to Bethany, Chris and Drew
Where: Maple Street 1
When: Early morning

008. private entry. handwritten.

I'm not sure how much longer I can do this. It's hardly been two weeks, but still. They aren't giving me anything, you know? I have nothing to work with. Nothing. Some paint and a few masks, whatever beads and abandoned jewelry I can find in the streets. They've already taken the food. I guess they can only take our homes, now.

But it isn't as if I've never lived off the land before.

Unexpected deliveries

Who: Everett, open to Bethany
Where: the bar
When: early evening

The rain needed to stop, in Ev's opinion. He was getting too old to keep trudging through it and letting it bring out every ache and pain. Too old to feel like dealing with getting sick, even if his surroundings were better. And it was too fitting of a frame for his thoughts and fears. The day had already been a mess between the reported disappearances and the check-up on Svetlana's house, and it wasn't over yet. It was, just like the weather, a steady downpour that would leave you soaked the longer you dealt with it.

it's hard to see the pain behind the mask.

Feeling:
cold

Who: Bethany and Jack.
When: This evening.
Where: The bar.

007. public entry.

There really is a bear. We didn't get many browns in Yellowstone, but there were plenty of black bears and grizzlies.