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[Poly Entry 12:] Invinsible man

[Video:]

[The feed begins as one could see the blue sky along with the canopes of numerous trees. The screen suddenly shifts up and down and then side to side as if it were being adjusted by someone or something though oddly enough there's no one in sight except for the bushes and the tree trunks that were now in view.

After a few minutes the feed turns off.]

[Text]

...Did anyone... see.. me?

[ooc; Klarth was one of the grave diggers who got stuck in the maze and unfortunately met his doom while down there. As a consequence, he is now going through a ghosting process where he could push and carry things but no one can see or hear him. Open AP to anyone though know that the only means to communicate with him will be via text or writing in dirt or something along those lines. Again, terribly sorry that I have to backdate this due to slowatus/otakon hiatus but I needed to placehold this before it was too late to post it OTL.]

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[That feed showed...a whole lot of nothing. But someone's posting from it...?]

You, [beat] were you supposed to be in that video?

...What the-

Klarth? ...I didn't see anything there but scenery. What, are you supposed to be invisible or something?

Edited 2010-07-26 16:50 (UTC)

[Finally! Contact with someone!]

Ye...s! I'm... seated.. in front of it. How..ever, I take.. it you do.. not see me.

................ [Hear only the wind despite his rambling towards her.]

[Text:]
Rita.. I'm.. not cer..tain what... to.. think.

[And have a few seconds of silence while she puzzles over the oddness of his actions.]

...A curse would be the obvious answer. Has it been like this all day?

No.

[Thinks about it]

Are you supposed to be in it?

[So then, there are more like Dean?]

No. No, you're not there. [Beat] What happened to you? Did you go into the catacombs?

I... see... [He paused for a few moments.]

Yes. Yes..I did. I was assaulted.. by a monster... and...

It's been like this... for roughly... a week is my guess.

It seems.. no one can see... nor hear me.

Ah, Tsuki...yomi.

Yeah... seems... what I feared the most... is true.

You died, and came back...like this. [Beat] You're not alone. My brother, he's. He's a ghost too.

What do you mean?

A whole week? What'd you do to get like this, anyway?

...It sounds kind of like you've become a...ghost or something.

[The last sentence sounds a bit strained. real!Rita is inwardly having a small freakout. Slug is just vaguely interested.]

Edited 2010-07-28 04:58 (UTC)

Your.. brother? What's... his name?

Seems it's.. been.. confirmed. I've turned into... a ghost. Apparently there.. are.. others in the same... situation.. as I.

It.. seems.. I've become a... ghost.

What? You mean you're dead?

Yeah.. However, somehow different.

So it's true? How the hell did you end up like this, anyway? This doesn't seem like a normal curse.

Dean. Dean Winchester.

[The text took a while to come back as he hesitated telling the girl where he had gone off to on his own.]

I.. went to the grave site... to see whether the.. rumors were.. true. It was then.. I was sucked into.. the ground and found a maze. That's where.. I...

[He stopped there, feeling too foolish to answer.]

Dean... I can't.. say.. I've heard of him. How is he..?

Shaken up mostly, but okay. [Beat] How are you?

Sucked in--a maze under the cemetary? D-did you die down there or something?!

[She's shouting, the brain slug having issues keeping the emotions in check--it's either too much or too little.]

Good. I'm.. glad to hear. [He paused with a sigh before typing again to slide in a little humor.]

It could.. be worse. Though.. the real question is... what to do.. next. What does.. Dean intend... to do.. about it?

[And a jab right to the heart, Rita. He quickly try to reason it but only digging himself a bigger hole.]

Y... Yeah. But you see! One wouldn't.. think there are.. such things.. under.. a cemetery.. and even so.. on a normal.. day... a monster or two.. are a piece.. of cake... and.. well.. food was.. scarce..

.....

Yes I did.

You...You idiot!

[This is accompanied by a loud THUD, like a fist smacking something solid. After getting that out of her system, she manages to keep her voice relatively even.]

I-I thought death wasn't supposed to be permanent in the City. I mean, nobody ever said anything like this happened!

[He initially cringed to her outburst then softly smiled. It's been a while since he's been scolded in such manner and somehow hearing it was rather comforting to say the least. Almost like he was home.]

Hence why I've.. been stunned. There has to be.. some other reason behind why.. my conditions are separate.. from others who have.. lost their lives.. here. [He paused and thought of what the other man had told him.]

Though... there is one difference.. That those.. of us who are ghosts have lost.. our lives.. in that.. same catacomb maze.

He's probably gonna be running around messing with people while I figure out how to fix this. Already started putting girl's clothes in my drawers and stuff like that.

Well... that's... one way to.. pass the time.. I suppose.

There's the assumption... that it will... simply wear off.. with time though you're... right... something.. should be done. Any ideas on how.. yet?

If it was as simple as just getting your spirits back to your bodies, I'd say to find the bodies but we've figured out that there are no bodies to be found. I can't find any record of this ever happening before in all of the Network and what's left of the library. I'm still looking but I'm really clueless at this point.

I see... I've searched for my... body as well with.. no luck. In either.. case.. we'll.. have to.. keep searching regardless..

Mr. Winchester.. my name is.. Klarth.. F. Lester.. I have a request. Please if.. you would... let me know.. as soon as.. you find.. anything else.. about this.. condition and.. I will do.. the same.

Just call me Sam. And that's no problem, I'll tell you if I find anything. And I will find something. I'm not gonna let you guys be stuck like this.

So you're not the only one? How many of you are there?

Only one other that... I'm aware of. Dean Winchester. Do you know... him?

All right... Sam. I greatly.. appreciate it.

[He smiled to himself to the new hope.]

No, I've never heard of that guy. But it'd probably be tough to say how many there are, anyway, if they can't be seen like you...

I see and true enough.

In either case... I will let you... know if anything.. changes.

[There's silence again for a couple seconds, while our little slug friend stuffs Rita back in a corner of her mind. This is interesting, but the parasite has other things to do. When she does speak, it's with a calm and detached tone.]

...Right, you do that. Maybe it'll just end on its own.

[He noticed the change in tone and didn't type back for a moment.]

Are you.. all right?

Just fine. Shouldn't you be more concerned about yourself?

What do you mean?

For one... I've heard.. citizens who.. die here... simply.. become cold to the touch.. and.. lose their appetite... Never has there... been a situation.. where one... becomes.. invisible such as.. myself.

Of course.. unless that rule.. no longer.. applies to the dead... here.

[He didn't like the sound of that but it was possible. Like a restless spirit. Perish the thought.]

[It wasn't convincing but he had no other proof otherwise so he let it slide.]

All.. right. Just be careful, Rita... We'll keep in.. touch.

If I happen to hear anything, I could let you know. Have fun figuring it out in the meantime.

Thanks.

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