[ voice ]
[ Minutes ago, there had been a scream as Ilda jolted awake. And in the dark of the night she'd panicked, the sight of the not-quite-familiar room making her think that she was still in the jungle, with the inky mass of... something trailing menacingly right behind her.
She'd stumbled out of bed and out of the room, her new roommates momentarily forgotten.
When she'd finally sent out a message, she was up on the roof, hugging her knees, tears streaming down her face. ]
H-Help.
She'd stumbled out of bed and out of the room, her new roommates momentarily forgotten.
When she'd finally sent out a message, she was up on the roof, hugging her knees, tears streaming down her face. ]
H-Help.
voice
Are you in immediate danger?
voice
I’m so sorry! I just had a terrible dream and I thought it was real because it felt so real, and I panicked because I thought someone I knew really died...
I’m okay now, though. Sort of. Just hanging out here on the roof. One of my new roommates came to talk to me. Apparently I wasn’t the only one who had the dream.
voice
Good that they reached you so fast. It's been an active night; there have been many conversations outside my door about the dreams, many of them shared.
Do you plan on coming down any time soon? I'd like to take some notes on what you've seen.
voice
I... I'll be down in a while. Can you give me a few minutes?
voice
[ Their words are matter-of-fact, but their tone is gentle. ]
I don't know the significance of it yet, but no, we're hardly alone.
[ Strange, that it takes so unusual an event for Rutile to finally feel connected to others here. ]