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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[logan_echolls]

"Yeah, I only got about a third of that. Just go for it," Logan shrugged.

[harrowgate]

Were this not a life-and-death situation, Felix might find this fellow very trying indeed. He gave Logan a mildly exasperated look, but reached out and brushed his fingertips across Logan's forehead. The symbols he traced were arcane, but familiar to him, and his magic flowed easily into the pathways he laid out for it.

Without the component of sleep, the spell guarded Logan's mind from the dangerous seductions that created nightmares: deeply-held fears, anxiety, and the inability to regulate the mind's processes. Felix could only theorize that this place, whatever it was, fed on the same fuel that fed nightmares.

He spoke a few whisper-soft syllables, and lifted his hand away. Then he took a deep breath and watched Logan thoughtfully.