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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2017 8:32 am
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They weren't dreaming, not this time.
Kim blinked, dismayed. Their mind struggled to catch up to what had happened. Seconds ago, they'd been walking into their bedroom at home. As soon as they'd crossed the threshold, however, they'd found themself somewhere else. Somewhere both familiar and unfamiliar. A place they'd visited, unconscious, countless times.
It was a playground, reclaimed by nature; empty and cold. Rain fell loosely around them, the drops small and light and almost refreshing but not quite. The clouds above were thick and gray, making the world timeless and dark. Kim had a sort of deja vu feeling that formed a hollow pit in their stomach and spun cob webs in their mind.
A noise from behind turned them around. "H-hello?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2017 8:41 am
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Kim tensed at the sound of an unfamiliar voice. They scanned the playground, searching for the person whose approach they must have missed.
They saw the tail first, swishing lazily, and then they saw the eyes- glowing white in the dim evening. Some sort of creature was perched atop the swingset. There was no one else around. Just Kim, the shadows, and those wide little eyes.
Kim squinted at the tailed thing, to try and get a better feel for just what exactly it was, but they couldn't make out much.
"U-um." They glanced at the shadows again, making sure the things could be seen in their peripheral- making sure they weren't coming any closer. They fidgeted, nervous and unsure as to whether or not it really was the creature that spoke. "C-can you help me? I don't know.. where I am... or wh-what, what this is..."
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2017 8:24 am
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Take a deep breath.
It was easier said than done. Kim continued to wheeze pitifully for a few more minutes, their hand splayed across their thin chest while they fought to quell the anxiety that had bubbled up within them at the thought of having actually died.
But they weren't dead. They were alive. It was small, but for someone with their sort of luck- it was a victory nonetheless.
And they had heard a few stories. Or rather, they'd read a few on the internet about this place that Gloom called 'other'. There just hadn't been too much information written, and Kim hadn't bothered to look into it. They'd written it off as some sort of weird drug-induced delusions produced by the bored Ashdown youth.
Now, they wished they'd done a bit more research. But Gloom, well, Gloom seemed friendly enough. As friendly as a talking pine marten made of shadows could be.
"O-okay..." Kim said finally, breaking the silence that had fallen between them. "Why am I here, though? And- um- can I get back, or..." They trailed off, suddenly at a loss for words. They looked up at Gloom with wide, nervous eyes.
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