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[curriculum_fictae]

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[curriculum_fictae]

Okay, okay, I -

[ He gulps in a breath. ]

What’s happened so far? When did it start?

[hijoperdido]

It-

I was still having that dream, of-of that vision I had when I was a kid. And it just kept getting worse and longer every time, and- a-an-and then I woke up one day and the weather was starting to get bad and it just keeps getting worse and Pepa can't do anything about it and she's always been able to, and now everyone's freaking out.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Oh. Oh god. Martin looks up as if expecting that Eye to somehow be visible even inside the walls of the house. ]

And now I’m here too. Again. God, that - that probably means something terrible is on the way.

[hijoperdido]

[Just continuing on-] And they can see me in here, I dunno who it is, but they can see me and it's not- I-i don't- And now you're back, and...

You?

[He finally lifts his head to look up, registering that it's Martin there. But his eyes are bright glowing green, like he's having a vision right now.]

Wh-what are you doing back here? You went home.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ That glow is both familiar and horrifying; Martin shivers to see it. ]

They? Who’s they? Do you See a person or - or just an Eye?

[ If this is an Archivist of any sort, Martin is sure he can talk to them. Especially if it’s a Jon… ]

Yes, I. I did leave. I don’t know why I’m back here.

[hijoperdido]

I don't know who it is! There's no one new around or that's seen me, but I can feel it. No matter where I go.

[curriculum_fictae]

H-hey - hey. It’s all right. I’ll help you fix it, okay?

[ He reaches out to touch Bruno’s shoulder gently. ]

[hijoperdido]

[It's nearly impossible to see under the oversized ruana, but he's shaking like a leaf. Scared and tired and scared.]

No, it- I have to fix it, it's my fault.

[curriculum_fictae]

I can still help you, Bruno. All right? You don’t have to do this alone.

[ He keeps tugging gently at the ruana. Come here, let him hold you. ]

[hijoperdido]

[He moves with the tugging, curling into him and pulling his hood fully over his face to hide from whatever is watching him.]

Shouldn't've given you that vision, I knew better, shouldn't have shown it to you, bad idea, worst idea, always the worst idea.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ There we go. Martin gently nudges Bruno to hide his face in Martin’s chest while Martin pets his hood protectively. He’ll help hide you. ]

Yes, well, regardless? It’s done. So now we have to figure out what to do next.

[hijoperdido]

I dunno. I don't know what to do next.

[Without Bruno to distract, the room definitely looks like it's seen better days. Nothing's been moved for some time, the corners having more spiderwebs than before. The few rats around are staying close by Bruno's feet though, starting to climb up to get to his shoulder.]

What are you gonna do?

[curriculum_fictae]

I…

[ Martin has no idea, honestly, so he stares around the room for a moment. God, that’s so sad. And concerning? Get out of here, Web, no one likes you.

(But it makes his heart ache seeing the dust, knowing how sad Bruno must feel to not even want to take care of the basics like this.)

He shifts a bit to let the rats climb up on both of them. ]

I’ll talk to it. Where’s the highest point in this house? Your tower?

[hijoperdido]

...Yeah, but. A-are you sure?

[curriculum_fictae]

Honestly? No. But.

[ He takes a deep breath. ]

I think it’s worth trying. And it can’t make this worse.

[hijoperdido]

[He looks up at him, those green eyes burning before he looks around again.]

I can lead you there, just... I dunno, just. Come on.

[curriculum_fictae]

Of course. Lead the way then.

[hijoperdido]

[He starts to lead out the door, then pauses.]

....You said you wanna talk to 'it'. Um. Outside, or inside?

[curriculum_fictae]

Um. I mean, wherever I can reach it, but ... Outside, probably.

[hijoperdido]

Okay.

[DEEEEEP slow breath as he gets ready to psych himself up.] Okay, okay okay okay.

This way.

[He keeps his hood up, trying to cover his eyes and still be able to sleep and starts leading him through the walls, a different way than they went last time Martin was here. It takes some doing, but they go up some makeshift stairs until he gets to a different little room - like a closet really. But it's easy to get out the window and onto the tile roof.]

Up here.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Martin follows closely, a hand resting on Bruno's arm. Just. Following here. Nervous too? God, what is he even doing...

But he blinks at hte closet, and then the window, and. Oh boy. He eyes the roof and the drop VERY nervously. ]

There. There isn't another way?

[hijoperdido]

You said outside, and my tower is still the highest point so...

[YOU ASKED..]

[curriculum_fictae]

Can't. Can't we go up those stairs and find a window at the top of your tower.

[ He already knows there's no windows and the geometry won't allow for it, but... ]

[hijoperdido]

Uuuhhh if there were any windows up there, I'd say yes, but...

[He hunches in on himself being out in the open like this, looking around, then back at Martin... Genuinely scared. He's being seen, he's being watched, it's watching him now-]

Still don't have to go up there.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ He would REALLY RATHER NOT ...

But one look at Bruno's obvious terror makes him just. Soften a little. ]

No, I have to try. I'll go.