(The Guide)

Shameless bump in case any interested parties simply missed it, rather than assuming none exist at all. Though perhaps I could start a little later on future threads.

>>46394015
>What do you do?
I have no idea what to do. Give us options because with as little information and non-existent details you're giving us, write-ins are NOT viable.

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>>46394576
Fair enough, my apologies. I'll see about giving a recap of the situation... I am fairly new to this, would you recommend I do similar in future posts, or would something else be better?

Yesterday you accidentally killed a guy who was trying to mug you. Since then things have only gone downhill. A strange brand appeared on the back of your left hand, you found that you not only really love to kill people but you're damn good at it, as evidenced by the two dead cops in your apartment, and there's something in the back of your mind making you feel Her feelings.

After killing the cops you ran out of town, because to be honest getting caught would and will not be pleasant in the slightest, and are currently taking refuge in a part of the forest outside of town with no trails leading up to it.

Well, you thought no trails. Nearby, up a stream, you found a trail which leads to a ranger station a mile off though your only attempt to head there was interrupted when you tried to kill a man who you think killed YOU in a dream, and tried to chase him back to your shelter in a fit of rage.

You're having trouble keeping track of things yourself, and trying to put the events of the past day or so in perspective are doing a bit of a number on you.

That's not even getting into the fact that the cave you took shelter in had a grave in it, which is the only thing so far that made Her feel sad, and which you just dug up the previously mentioned book, written in crayon, from with a shovel left by the guy.

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>>46394757
Take the book, refill the grave, re-equip knivesteethspearsdaggerstalonsswords, write "Sorry cousin" with non-dominant hand in dirt, put shovel in bag, head for meatranger station

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>>46394841
FINE be that way

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>>46394841

You do feel kind of sorry. It takes a little while to replace all the dirt you dug, but the grave is filled again. You store your book and the shovel in your supply backpack and though it makes you feel a bit weird to call the guy who you tried to kill your cousin... it's what the book calls him and he's probably the guy who left you a message on your phone.

You make sure Your Knife is secure in your boot, and that you have two other knives on your person alongside the pistol again.

Making sure you have everything from your temporary stay here, you return to the path up the stream and begin the mile walk to the ranger station again.

It is well and truly night time.

Do you follow the path or try going through the underbrush again?

>>46394934
>try going through the underbrush again
We're more likely to encounter people on the path. I imagine Lucy herself would still sort of prefer to not have to kill people, where possible.

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>>46395039

You try going through the underbrush again. It's a bit harder than before, you end up with a few scrapes, and you probably end up making a lot of noise... but you don't encounter anyone until you make it to the end of the path.

The rangers station is in a raised building on the side of a clearing, on the other side there's a small circle of stones like the one in the cave.

The lights are on but the blinds are closed so you you can't see inside, and hey probably can't see outside unless they intentionally look.

This place feels faintly familiar.

What do you do.

>>46395178
Peek through the blinds!

>>46395257

You carefully creep up the wooden stairs to the deck the main building is on, trying to make as little noise as possible. You find a window where you can look between the blinds... you can't see very much from here but it looks like there was a fight or something, books and papers are scattered on the floor, a couple chairs are lying on their side... it doesn't look recent but you can't see much from out here.

What do you do?

>>46395402
Try and get in.

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>>46395421

It's not hard.

You find the door unlocked and can truly appreciate the mess in front of you. Chairs, books, whatever. All tipped over, all strewn about. The only notable things are a TV with a VHS next to it, a printer on another desk with papers in the tray, and the guy tied to a knocked over chair with a blindfold on and a piece of paper stapled to his shirt.

He looks like he's been crying.

What do you do?

>>46395532
Read the note.

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>>46395581

It doesn't say much. Just a simple. "For you cousin."

The man in the chair, feeling the paper get removed has begun whimpering.

You feel really horrible about what you're seeing. You know a quick way to kill him.

What do you do?

>>46395698
I want to free him, telling him everything's fine now, we're just going to take some food and water and not to take the bag off his head until we're gone.

I know there's at least one other anon here, though.

>>46395698
KILL HIM, DRINK THE BLOOD FRESH FROM HIS THROAT

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>>46395781
>>46395867

Your hand trembles. You pull Your Knife from your boot and hold it high. A whisper of feeling eggs you on from your subconscious, clinging to you like a vine... you would be happy ending him, making these moments his last and then drinking of his blood. You plunge Your Knife down and...

He lets out a final choked release of air as you puncture his throat and tear to the side. You lick the sweet red off of Your Blade. It tastes wonderful. You feel giddy. You feel sick. You feel weak. She's enjoying it too.

When he stops twitching on the floor you give him one final kick and look around the room again. The blood is starting to get sticky.

What do do now?

So. I flipped a coin.

>>46396218
Look around for useful things.

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>>46396256

You continue to look around... the guy has a wallet with some cash and an ID... Andrew Hastings, 25 years old... but beyond that, your first assessment that everything was trashed is pretty much accurate. The fridge is unplugged and all the food inside is both rotten and rancid, the papers look like maps but you can't find one for the area you're in... well... you can but it's got blood soaking through it now... and the books are mostly trashy romance novels.

The paper that was in the printer tray is a picture of your face taken from the internet... and a warning to keep an eye out for you from the city police department.

That just leaves the TV and VHS.

What do you do?

>>46396509
Guess we should clear out since he might have contacted someone before.

>>46396509

Go on the computer. Leave a warning to the cattle that you're still around.

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>>46396554
>>46396541

You make to leave but first you want to let the world know what you did here... you tell yourself it's so Andrew's body could be found. She tells you it's to make it more fun.

But when you go to look for a computer you don't find one... come to think of it, there's no clothes in the closet either... just a receipt for the purchase of a three piece suit... you think H must have been here, and packed some things up before leaving.

If you really felt like gloating about your kill though, there's power here to charge your phone.

What do you do?

>>46396712

Obviously post the graphic images on some internet image board via my phone.

>>46396740

This is all too exciting for you to not scream it at the top of your lungs, but with nobody to hear your next best bet is to post it to the internet... the police already know who you are and you apparently have a bit of hype going on, so really the only thing you might be spoiling by posting this to the police departments facebook page is your location...

You save the picture of Andrew lying face down in a pool of his own blood and make a note to post it before you leave. They might not be on their way yet and there could still be more to investigate before you give yourself 30 minutes to escape, besides, now your phone's charging from almost dead and leaving that would be a tragedy.

Wind blows through he open door blowing aside some of the blinds. You glance towards the circle of stones on the far end of the field.

What do you do?

>>46396964

Take off, but in the direction of the stones- investigating them on the way.

>>46397009

You make sure you still have all of your things and make your way outside again. The only light guiding you is the moonlight as you make your way to the stones. Stones sitting where you stood in your dream.

They're almost exactly like the stone in the cave, each one has a different symbol on them... She's getting a little angry and you find yourself refusing to look at one of the stones.

What do you do?

>>46397182
Look at the other ones

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>>46397631

Your head hurts a little less now, though you didn't realize trying to look at the one stone was hurting your head.

The other stones though, each symbol is unique, and the longer you look at them the more details come to mind. One makes you think of someone with too much eyeshadow... another brings to mind a scar across the nose... this symbol isn't supposed to be gray, it should be green. That kind of thing... and you recognize the details too. These people were in the dream. You thought of them as your friends but you never met them before... each one has their own symbol... you also seem to know that you're missing two symbols... either your symbol or H's is on the stone that She doesn't want you to look at.

You remind yourself you were going to be leaving as a gust of wind makes you shiver from the cold.

What do you do?

Given stupid April Fools style shenanigans I think I'll be calling it soon, there is a fairly big choice going on here though that could shape how what goes down in the future works.

>>46397907
She doesn't know what's best for her, look at the symbol She doesn't want us to see.

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>>46397974

You look at the symbol. It's certainly the brand on your hand... you honestly feel kind of dizzy... you sit down on the stone of the gal with the eyeshadow... Sabrina you want to say...

Too many images are flashing in your head... you think most of them are happy... but there's a lot of blood too... She's crying. You're crying.

You faint.

Your name is Mary.

I said I was bringing this to a close for now... and I'm sorry to state but I won't be able to post during the weekend. Lucy Cook... sorry, I mean Mary will return on Monday. ;)

>>46398405
Thanks for running!

>>46398405
Noooooo I got distracted by tvtropes, we didn't eat the dinner cousin left us