Haunted House GP

[londoncallingmods]

 The house doesn't exist, that's the first thing anyone who might find themselves inside it would want to know. Now, you might ask how one could find themselves inside something that doesn't exist, but you'd honestly be better off asking yourself how you could leave something that doesn't exist. After all, ideas and concepts can't be burnt or broken, and you can't breakdown a door that's not there- Or was there and then decided to be somewhere else for a while...

 

You wake in a house though, a house that doesn't exist. A house that defies the laws of reality. There are corridors that go on for days, rooms full of nightmares, and millions of doors that lead you anywhere but out. Trapped inside with you are dozens of other people, all searching for an exit, or an explanation.

 

Behind every door you'll find your darkest fears, maybe even memories you've tried to forget, or secrets you never wanted to share... 

 

(OTA! Here is your first of two Halloween gps! This one is, of course, set in the haunted house where your pup can run into anything you can dream up! Deadly traps! Spooky monsters! An existential crises! Top level your pups waking up or running into danger, and then go ahead and tag other players! Since this is all magic-y and spooky don't worry too much about time lines and who bumped into who first. Only rule is that your pup can't escape until November 1st! Have fun! Also, because there are two GPs going up this week, both are open to new top levels for two whole weeks! And, of course, you can keep tagging long after that if you want. :D I'll post reminders daily on slack.)

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[jageskro]

"Open doors are easy to walk through," she started up again. "To get out, you have to go in. Deeper. Claim your beast. Claim your fire."

They pressed her with questions, but her answers were always the same. Eventually, Jag stepped over and kissed her forehead. "Thank you, old Dora," he told her in Romani, then kissed his thumb and pressed it on a small statue of Sara e Kali, in respect and prayer. "Come on," he said quietly, leading the way back out of the trailer.

[hollow_moon]

Val nodded, though he lingered a moment longer, observing the woman before heading outside to catch up with Jag.

"How do you know her?" he asked. "Where did you meet?"

[jageskro]

Jag was waiting impatiently just outside the door, and he closed the door on the disturbing sight of the old woman as soon as Val had joined him. "She's with the circus. Our fortune teller." Drina did it as well, but she'd learned it all from Dora. "But that wasn't her. She's not..."

[hollow_moon]

"Not what?" Val asked gently, aware that Jag was a bit upset and deciding to tread carefully.

[jageskro]

"I don't know," Jag admitted, leaning back against the wall and wiping a hand over his face. "Do you think it meant anything? What she said." What she'd kept saying, over and over, on a loop. Not that it had been her, Dora. But it had worn her face, used her and her trailer.

[hollow_moon]

"I don't know," Val admitted. "I'm not sure I trust anything in this place to be honest or real, Jag."

[jageskro]

"I really don't want to try and use my fire," he stated, meeting Val's gaze. Val. He trusted Val to be honest and real, and if he was another part of this fucked up illusion... no, he wasn't going there.

[hollow_moon]

"I understand," Val assured him, scratching at the stubble on his jaw as he sighed. "I'm not sure I'd want to give too much power to the wolf right now- Even if I did believe I could shift at will."

[jageskro]

"Yeah," Jag nodded in understanding, then chuckled, the sound betraying his unease. "The option of finding a safe room to hole up in and wait this thing out seems more and more tempting."

[hollow_moon]

"I won't disagree with that, though I do worry how long we'd be waiting," Val sighed. "What time is it now? Close to midnight, surely."

[jageskro]

"You think it's a Halloween special event?" Jag asked. He'd phrased it that way to make it sound amusing, but it fell flat to his own ears. He straightened up from the wall enough to reach and stroke his hand down Val's forearm, and take his hand.

[hollow_moon]

"I don't know, I suppose I'm just being hopeful," Val admitted, squeezing Jag's hand as their fingers entwined. "Like some sort of dreadful spin on Cinderella, the clock with strike midnight, and we'll find ourselves in some peaceful field.

[jageskro]

"In a field?" Jag couldn't help but laugh, his thumb stroking the back of Val's hand. "Really?"

[hollow_moon]

"You know what I mean," Val replied, growling playfully.

[jageskro]

The playful look in Val's eyes just made Jag want to ignore everything else. "I might," he answered, smirking slightly. But he wasn't going to. Ignore everything else. He pushed off the wall, raised his eyebrows, forcing himself to get serious again - but not letting go of Val's hand. "Let's keep going, then? We're bound to find a way out eventually."

[hollow_moon]

The touch was a comfort that Val didn't want to part with, and he nodded as he casually held on in return.

"We've not had much luck following my nose- Which way do you suggest next?"

[jageskro]

"I..." Jag trailed off in thought, chewing on the inside of his cheek, then looked at Val. "Maybe we ought to go back. To where we woke up?" It seemed to fit with what Dora had said. He didn't know if following that hunch was a good move, but why not? It wasn't as if they had a better plan than that, anyway.

[hollow_moon]

"The room you woke up in was on fire, Jag," Val replied, his brow creasing deeply in concern.

[jageskro]

"I'm supposed to claim it, aren't I?" he answered with a one-shouldered shrug.

[hollow_moon]

"Yes, that's what the woman who looked like your friend said- But clearly she was just a part of this place, Jag! It could be a trap. It feels like a terrible idea," Val sighed.

[jageskro]

"Have you got a better one?" Jag asked, eyebrows raised. Part of him really hoped that Val did, but on the other hand, the idea of going back to the fire appealed. Not that of going back to the screams inside it, but he was hoping that if he managed to claim it, they would fade away.

[hollow_moon]

"Well, no... But there has to be a better way. There has to be an exit- An actual exit, not some metaphorical bollocks," Val insisted. "Going back there is madness, Jag."

[jageskro]

"Why? The fire won't burn me," Jag retorted. He might not have been able to put it out, but his clothes hadn't been so much as singed. He frowned. "What was it like where you woke up?"

[hollow_moon]

"The woods," Val frowned. "Or... It looked like the woods, but the plants were all faux, and there was no wildlife but myself."

[jageskro]

"It makes sense, what she said," Jag stated, squeezing Val's hand slightly.