You sense something ominous emanating from the shelf... but it lacks form and substance, and soon enough you lose track of it.
Psyche
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You sense something ominous emanating from the shelf... but it lacks form and substance, and soon enough you lose track of it.
This is just mundane garbage. What's even para-natural about this?
The throbbing in your head increases with every passing moment you gaze at this shelf...
A strange feeling... Every now and then, something feels off about the way she speaks. She doesn't change tone, but you feel as though there's more about her than she lets on.
This is the first time you've heard her laugh.
A strange feeling... like before, when you caught her lying better than she should have. Every now and then something feels off about the way she speaks. She doesn't exactly change tone, but you feel as though there's more about her than she lets on.
You see clear, beautiful, violent flashes of light. Light cutting through a smoke-filled darkness. That is what the future will look like -- if it ever comes.
Just felt right. Why, do you want to be a Tequila Sunrise? It's a little too late for that...
This machinery is of the deeply mystical variety.
The implications of this are... too numerous to consider. Proceed with caution. Learn all you can before entering that dark building.
Of course you are! It's too late to be a Tequila Sunrise now... there will be no sunrise, not for you.
The 9mm Villiers feels surprisingly light in your hand. Almost toy-like. You imagine death, sorrow and the dramatic re-imagining of Andre's face burst out of its muzzle, and it feels almost preposterous...
You feel as if turning on the hyper-drive will be a point of no return. Feels almost melancholy... Are you sure you have the entire posse along for this?