[ he nods, choosing to sit on the sofa... wrow. after taking another cursory look around, he focuses his attention back on rupert, his brow now furrowed in consternation. ]
...I heard from Harrowhark that you woke up buried, like Claude did last week. Is this true?
...Yeah. Like he said last week, I felt something hit me in the head, I had really a really weird dream, and then - I woke up in a coffin and had to crawl my way back up.
Being suitemates, I speak with her a lot. Once she told me that...I wanted to hear your account personally. [ he frowns. ] Please don't take this as me suspecting you of anything—on the contrary, I'm just... concerned for you.
[ he nods, expression now a little softer as he flashes back to rupert's trial back at wiwaldi. ]
I'd like to hear as much as you're willing to share. The more we collectively learn, the closer we'll get to putting the pieces of the hotel's mystery together.
Some of it's a long story. At least, in the specific ways it - ties back to some stuff that happened back home. But I guess, to put it briefly...
[there's a moment where he decides how to word it before he continues.]
I was in a forest, and I kept hearing this voice tell me to run, but I felt like I was imagining it. Like I had to keep calm because someone was waiting for me. Then I got... attacked by people I recognized from back home. But it kind of just kept happening over again? They'd attack me and I'd wake up at the start of the forest again when it was over, and it just went on. [...] But a lot of it felt - personal, so I think it was probably just something whoever's in charge did to mess with me.
It was, yeah. That's part of why I didn't run... While I was dreaming, I was sure I'd been there before. And I've definitely spent time in a forest like that before, so I don't think it was just, like, dream logic.
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[he moves inside to take a seat on the bed.]
Make yourself at home.
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[ he nods, choosing to sit on the sofa... wrow. after taking another cursory look around, he focuses his attention back on rupert, his brow now furrowed in consternation. ]
...I heard from Harrowhark that you woke up buried, like Claude did last week. Is this true?
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...Yeah. Like he said last week, I felt something hit me in the head, I had really a really weird dream, and then - I woke up in a coffin and had to crawl my way back up.
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[the next part makes him smile, though, even if it's tired.]
Thanks, Hope.
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I'd like to hear as much as you're willing to share. The more we collectively learn, the closer we'll get to putting the pieces of the hotel's mystery together.
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Some of it's a long story. At least, in the specific ways it - ties back to some stuff that happened back home. But I guess, to put it briefly...
[there's a moment where he decides how to word it before he continues.]
I was in a forest, and I kept hearing this voice tell me to run, but I felt like I was imagining it. Like I had to keep calm because someone was waiting for me. Then I got... attacked by people I recognized from back home. But it kind of just kept happening over again? They'd attack me and I'd wake up at the start of the forest again when it was over, and it just went on. [...] But a lot of it felt - personal, so I think it was probably just something whoever's in charge did to mess with me.
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That's...concerning, to say the least. [ LIKE. YIKES? YIKES!! ] Was the forest familiar to you at all?
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