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[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[Well, the trap is back, Plane. She's wearing casual clothes this time - really casual, in fact; looks like she just woke up. Which...she did. She's clutching the sides of her head, hands over her ears, breathing hard, and looking very disturbed.

After a moment, realizing that she's at the Plane, she relaxes, letting her hands fall back to her sides. She looks around warily for a moment and then sighs.]

...is it just me or did they get worse recently?

((ooc: This just in - nightmares suck. :|b))

Comments

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Huh... And here I thought it was all stars and randomly meeting people from other worlds.

[contract_star]

It's a fair bit more complicated than that.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Is that so. [A brief yawnnn.] How?

[contract_star]

All of the experiments, all of the strange things that happen with our realities...no one understands it all.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

..."Experiments"?

[contract_star]

Personal experiments. They vary from person to person.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

That doesn't sound like a good thing.

[contract_star]

It can be anything to alterations to your reality to alterations to yourself. People have shown up here having regressed to children and such.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Wow. I don't suppose there's some way of avoidin' these?

[contract_star]

None that anyone has found.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

That's...just wonderful, isn't it. [And by "wonderful" she of course means "augh this is terrible."]

[contract_star]

Oh yes. It's delightful.