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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[willysilver]

"No, Finlay...but I'm not dead," he replied softly. "We should try to find someone who knows something about undead mortals. Someone who could tell you what you have become."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I'm not dead, stop saying that word," Fin said quietly, shivering again. "I wish I had a coat."

[willysilver]

Willy paddled swiftly to the opposite shore. Once there, boat left behind, he stripped off the thick motorcycle coat he wore as armour and offered the heavy garment to Fin. It was still warm with his own heat and smelled distinctly of the fae.

"Here," he said. "Be warm."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Thank you," Fin said softly, getting lost in the coat as he wrapped it tightly around himself.

He was silent for a long moment, then reached for Willy's hand.

[willysilver]

Safe on the dark shore Willy took the time to indulge in a bit of affection. He held Fin's hand and then brought them to his lips, kissing the icy digits slowly.

"You need mittens," he teased.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin smiled at the show of affection and relaxed slowly.

"You're good to me, Will. You're always good to me," he sighed.

[willysilver]

"How could I be otherwise? I love you, Fin," Willy said. Something struck fear into his heart then and he pressed his warm lips to Fin's cold fingers once again. "You...do still love me, do you not?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin opened his mouth to answer, and then stopped. He'd always said he loved Will, but did he mean it? Did he even know what love really was? ...It was an odd and intrusive thought, and Fin frowned briefly as he shook it off.

"You mean the world to me, Will. I can't imagine life without you," he said softly, pushing up onto his toes to press a kiss to the fae's cheek with soft but icy lips.

[willysilver]

"I cannot imagine life without you either," Willy replied quietly, unsettled by the pause and by the phrasing. He feared what he might become if this change had changed their love. Would he wither as well?

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin's love hadn't changed though- Everything just felt slightly muted at the moment, and his mind seemed to be processing things slightly differently. Fin had always been a bit of a romantic soul, but now his thoughts seemed ever so slightly slowed, forcing him to analyses things in a way he'd never bothered to before. It wasn't that he'd become dimmer or dense, but instead slightly less impulsive. It was an odd change, one that would no doubt take time to adjust to.

Up ahead the cave became a hallway lined with doors, each one numbered like a hotel. They were all fairly nondescript- Except one.

One door stood without numbers. Instead it was covered in stickers and a hanging white board that read FIN'S ROOM KEEP OUT.

"That's impossible," Fin said softly, letting go of Willy's hand and stepping closer.

[willysilver]

"What is it?" he asked, looking at the door. "Your room?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin opened the door a crack, then all the way.

"It is," he nodded. "It's my room from when I was a kid. ...Well, a teenager. Before I left home."

The room was tiny, with just enough room for a bed and a dresser. The walls were painted a pale blue, covered in posters of footballers and bands. The bed was unmade, but was covered in books full of Fin's early writings, and an oversized Man City scarf.

"This is so odd," he said, picking up the scarf and holding it tightly. "It's exactly as I remember it."

[willysilver]

"This doesn't seem frightening," Willy said. "Odd, certainly, but not like any of the rooms before..."

He didn't trust this place, not a bit. He had been to many places which changed and shifted while a person was there, but nothing like this.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"No, it doesn't really fit, does it?" Fin agreed with a frown, draping the scarf around his neck and then glancing down at the open notebook, noting the date scribbled at the top of the page.

"Oh," he said quietly. Tensing as someone knocked on the bedroom door.

"We should go," he said quietly, looking around the room for another way out.

[willysilver]

There didn't appear to be another way out. There was a window but outside it was a rock wall only inches away. Certainly not enough room to escape.

"Who is it knocking, Fin?" he asked, reaching for his sword.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Rick Tullin. He- He was my friend. ...Until he found out why my dad left my mum," Fin said, stopping Willy from drawing his sword. "He accused me of being gay as well and- Well, he'd always been a bit of a thug anyway. I wasn't terribly shocked when he decided to beat the shit out of me," he added softly.

"We just wont open the door. This isn't real, it can't be, maybe... Maybe it'll go away.

[willysilver]

The pounding only grew louder and a rough voice began to tauntingly call Fin's name.

"I do not think ignoring it will be an option," Willy said. "I do not fear this Rick Tullin. Let him in and I shall protect you. No one will ever harm you while I draw breath."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"You're also not stabbing a fourteen year old. Real or not," Fin replied, hesitating a beat longer, then pulling open the door to face his fear head on.

Except it wasn't Rick Tullin on the other side. Not at all.

[willysilver]

The place was preying on their fears and while Fin may have feared a bully, Willy's hands dropped from his sword and he fell to his knees when he saw his mother on the other side of the door. For all that he cared for her, revered her, there was no question Willy was terrified of her as well.

"I apologize, Mother. I would never threaten you..." he said in the voice of a small boy.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin drew back slightly, then looked over at Willy.

"That's- It's not your mother," Fin reminded him. "It's alright Will. It's... She's not real. She can't be. ...And if you are, I think you have a lot of explaining to do- Starting with where the hell you've brought us."

[willysilver]

"Oengus, your mortal annoys me," she said. "And you- you are such a disappointment of a child. Singing for mortals. Living with them. Loving one?"

She turned her gaze to Fin and her eyes narrowed. "But you're no longer mortal, are you? You're something else. Something rotting and rancid and rank. Ghoul. Filth," she spat and she raised her hand. Willy was up on his feet in an instant and her grabbed her wrist to stop her from striking Fin.

Her face changed, eyes growing larger and bulging, teeth becoming needle sharp. She was half the Queen and half a creature from the lake.

And then in a foul puff of rank smoke she was gone.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin looked shocked, and he stood in stunned silence for a long moment.

Words failed him, but eventually he decided to soften the mood with an attempt at humour.

"I don't smell. That was a bit rude."

Actually, he really didn't smell- Which was sort of odd. Even Fin noticed that he didn't seem to have any scent at all now.

[willysilver]

Willy stepped closer to him and put an arm around him. "We must find a way back to London. One of these doors has to take us back. We simply need to find the right one."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"We'll walk the hall until we find stairs or an exit," Fin nodded, leaning into Willy and reaching to stroke his hair. "Come on. I'm sure we'll be home soon enough. Safe and sound in our bed."

[willysilver]

Willy nodded in agreement and then threaded his warm fingers with Fin's cold ones and started off down the hall. Dors upon doors lined the passage and it seemed to go on and on, turning now and again, quite like a labyrinth.

"This could be the realm of the goblin king," he chuckled softly, though there was little amusement in it.