Halloween 2020 IF,  Interactive Fiction

Halloween I.F – “Final Call” – Day 14

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Actually, scratch that. Lucien realizes he has tons of questions. “Speaking of Shuni, how come he was the only one you approached about this?”

She winces. “Well. Shuni is… you know. I don’t mean it in a bad way, but he’s sharp, and good at getting what he wants. You’re…” She gestures a few times weakly with a hand, then takes a drink. “You’re not, or you haven’t seemed to be, anyway. You just do your work and go along with things that are suggested to you. You take direction well. So I figured that between the two of you, he’d be the one more likely to be up to something and be the one to confront.”

Ughhh. That’s fair. He doesn’t like it, but she’s not exactly wrong. He makes a face, mostly at himself, and pushes on. “You said something earlier in a weird language when you thought I was Shuni. What was it, and why did you expect him to recognize it?”

This time it’s Katarin’s turn to make a face. “It was faespeech, because. I don’t know. I was trying to make you, him, react. Like, you know, even if he didn’t speak it, the realization that I Knew Something might push him into making a mistake, and… It’s dumb. Sorry.”

Honestly, that embarrassed ramble makes him feel a little better. Like, maybe he isn’t the only one out of his depth about some kind of prophecy to end the world. Even so… he doesn’t know for sure that Katarin isn’t playing her own game. For all he knows, this could all be a lie to manipulate him into… well, something.

“Tell me more about this prophecy,” he says, shelling some bar nuts with slightly shaky fingers. If it is a lie, he can at least make her work for it, and if not, it’s useful information. “What is the exact wording?”

She huffs and takes another drink. “I’ll have to translate,” she says. “Let’s see… ‘a ritual shall begin to make a new Lord. It will use the standard vehicle of deliverance, but it will be started deliberately, with malevolence in heart. Those creatures marked by change who perform will experience symptoms of the potential ascendance through their dreams. The one who masters the finale can, if they know how, claim Lordhood, but if it is the one who started the ritual, they will become a Lord to destroy all other Lords, to corrupt and desiccate from the inside out, and devour the world along with it.’ That’s pretty close, I think, to what I remember.”

“That’s some prophecy,” he manages. It raises more questions than he already had. “So it sounds pretty certain it couldn’t be started accidentally if the prophecy says this specifically. Wow. Didn’t you ask the fae more about it?”

She sighs, doodling strange shapes on the table in condensation. “That’s the problem. They’re full of prophecies. I have hundreds of their bullshit pronouncements floating around in my head in more or less detail. That one stuck out, but it’s in translation and from memory and among things like ‘ware he who carries five pumpkins up the stairs at night.'”

“I’d also beware that. That sounds dangerous.”

“Right. You get me.” She grimaces. “So I didn’t know to ask more. I didn’t realize what was even happening at first until I was here, a changeling with two other actors with ‘change’ in their name, in a play, and the dreams were happening, and then I was like, fuck. I had to search my old diaries even to find the reference to it to jog my memory.”

Lucien rubs his forehead. “Before I go on, what’s ‘the standard vehicle of deliverance’ mean, exactly?”

“Plays. Lords are actors before they become Lords.”

That detail nearly blows all his other questions out of his mind. “What?”

Katarin gives him an impatient look. “That’s why plays get dedicated to them, and why that’s the main method of sacrifice they attend.” She sighs, then, losing her sting. “The number of them showing up for this one also helped make me realize something was wrong. …Honestly, though, I’m not surprised you don’t know. It’s not common information for anyone. If it was, everyone would try to do it, but a play that causes an ascension happens maybe once every few hundred years at best. The fae know about it, so I do. Most humans don’t, so you don’t. …I didn’t become an actor for that, though, being a changeling just made me well suited to playing roles, so why not make money doing what I’m good at?”

This is a lot to take in. Almost too much. He’d had an entire list of questions and it’s dissolving quickly. He tries to focus. “You mentioned symptoms?”

“I meant the dreams,” she says.

He’d originally thought that the dreams were just his, but… she’d asked ‘Shuni’ if he were dreaming. “You’re dreaming too?”

“Yeah. Shuni should be as well, I’d think, since he’s marked by change. Again, this had to be started by someone who would be marked by change and thus able to do the ritual. If it’s not me—and it’s not, why would I even be talking to you about this if so, I’d just pull it off while nobody suspected anything—and it’s not you, it’s probably Shuni. Not definitely,” she adds. “After all, I’m not as obviously marked as you two are by your names, so there might be others less obviously marked. But given the circumstances, doesn’t it seem like the most likely option is Shuni?”

Reluctantly, he finds his thoughts being drawn back to that strange box he found at Shuni’s place. Could it be involved? Something that triggered the ritual, perhaps? He wants to ask, but she’s already so convinced it’s Shuni that he doesn’t want to give her more evidence before he’s sure one way or the other. “So how do we stop it?”

She hesitates. “Well. Probably. We kill whoever it is who’s doing it.”

We can’t kill people,” he hisses back, horrified.

“We can if it’s to save the world!” She throws up her hands. “Listen, good talk, but it’s not what I thought it was going to be. I’m going home.”

Lucien scrubs his hands over his face. Somehow they’ve drained the pitcher already. “Sure,” he says. “Listen, I do… I do want to help stop this. Can we talk again later?”

She nods briefly. “…Of course. I guess we’re conspirators now. I’ll try to think of a way to help catch Shuni out, to see if we can prove if it’s him or not. Obviously we’re not going to do anything until we have better evidence.”

“…Thanks.” He watches her go, then settles up and meanders his own way home.

The next few hours are spent in a haze, really, of questioning his own reality, looking through his scripts, wondering about how he’s always known about the power of them, and how that power is syphoned off to the Lords all the time, but how he’s never really questioned it. That’s just how things are. The Lords are, and plays help feed them.

But now there is more to it, and Shuni will be here very soon—likely in some kind of state if he did end up meeting Lord Crow—and Lucien needs to decide what to do once Shuni gets here.

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  • Boxy

    I mean you know he knows about it from Katarin. You may as well confront him in it to see what he has to say. Also maybe instead of assuming you have a correct read on his opinion of lord crow, ask him about it & pay closer attention.

  • Noelle

    Get yourself a drink, and prepare to confront Shuni about his intentions. Assuming he’s not super drunk off of Lord-contact high.

  • Prince Charming

    First, ask him if he met a Lord and let him tell you about the experience.
    Ask him if he favors a Lord and why them, if so.

    Shuni was very nice to you. You don’t want something happening to him. You like him and want to be his friend. Make that clear to him.
    Ask him if he had had relationships in the past. And if he was hurt. But be subtle. You want him to open up to you and not get annoyed.
    Just try to get to know him better.
    Ask him if he has bad dreams too, and what they are.

    Don‘t confront him about the prophecy directly. I think that would accomplish nothing. If it is him, he‘d just get angry and defensive.

    Return the favor of last night and tell him he can sleep at your place.

  • Vikarmic

    Right now you have many suspicions, but you *know* very little. That makes direct confrontation a very chancy tactic. It’s certainly poor repayment for kindness, in any case. And if Shuni does catch the eye of a Lord, the state he’s in may well make it unnecessary.

    The best thing you can do now is play things by ear, both in the sense of improvising and listening. If you need to bait out a revelation, though, revealing more about your dreams might do well as a lure, especially if they continue again tonight. You’d hardly have to feign distress about them, as they’re quite distressing in themselves. If Shuni is the initiator of the ritual, as Katarin suspects, then you’d not be revealing anything he doesn’t know already, and watching his reaction may well prove instructive (though, of course, remember that he’s as skilled at improvisation as you are). And if not, revealing the dreams to someone else is hardly likely to hurt, if only for the additional perspective. And that would tell you something quite interesting, wouldn’t it?

    (The problem, as always, is distinguishing between those cases. You’ll have to watch carefully for cues, just as you do when a play takes an unexpected turn.)

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