OOM - upstairs, room 1701D, further Slenderplot nightmare warning

[visible_sariel]

Every set of starship quarters are different, according to the personality of their owner if not to their layout.

But the lights in these quarters, whoever's they are, are low enough that those sorts of differences aren't visible. Not all that much is, to be honest.

The corridor beyond is dark too, matching the interior for gloom, and the door between rooms and hallway is wide open.

It's not closing.

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[balancingminds]

Charles is in his room, but he's not sure if he's awake or not.

There was too much at once, this could be another part of the dream. He turns on the light and stares up as he tries to focus on reality.

[visible_sariel]

Elsewhere upstairs, Sariel Rager wakes up with a stifled yell that abruptly turns into a violent fit of coughing.

There's a piece of old-fashioned paper clutched in her hand, and an equally antique pen rolling across her floor.

The paper contains a single freehand sketch of a circle crossed with an X. She knows that style of drawing.

It's her own.

The clocks in the bar proper read 3:33 A.M.