You're gonna think I'm nuts, but... when Gilia was flipping her shit, she said Slender, and it was written on shit too. And I kept thinking, what the hell does that mean, and why do I keep thinking of having breakfast with my dad?
And then it hit me: because I've heard about a monster with that name before, back home. My dad, he liked to listen to this radio call-in show about the paranormal, Coast to Coast AM, and he'd play the show in the mornings sometimes. When I was like... ten? Eleven? There was a bunch of calls about this monster that stole children.
But the kicker is that it wasn't real, it was a thing the internet made up. It was a fake, but the more people thought it was real the more people really saw it.
Mateus said something about us not talking about all the shit we've found. Like it would make it worse.
I think what we have is called a tulpa. But I don't know for sure.
[ He listens, processing, sort of, one step behind everything, but he gets the... gist, frowning all the while. Something that wasn't real, that drummed up fear and chaos, until it was real. ]
Iggy. [ He is incapable of saying it. He can't. Sorry, Iggy. ] You know I give a shit about you, so can you stop talking like you're about to do something supremely stupid.
What are you going to do? [ Better approach: ] Where are you? Take a knife.
[ You're gonna have to leave him on read! At least until the horrible murder tableau appears. That, and various other things, will distract him for a time. ]
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Thank you.
You're gonna think I'm nuts, but... when Gilia was flipping her shit, she said Slender, and it was written on shit too. And I kept thinking, what the hell does that mean, and why do I keep thinking of having breakfast with my dad?
And then it hit me: because I've heard about a monster with that name before, back home. My dad, he liked to listen to this radio call-in show about the paranormal, Coast to Coast AM, and he'd play the show in the mornings sometimes. When I was like... ten? Eleven? There was a bunch of calls about this monster that stole children.
But the kicker is that it wasn't real, it was a thing the internet made up. It was a fake, but the more people thought it was real the more people really saw it.
Mateus said something about us not talking about all the shit we've found. Like it would make it worse.
I think what we have is called a tulpa. But I don't know for sure.
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And if it is a... 'tulpa,' what happens now?
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But we'll think of something. We have to.
In the meantime, please stay safe. I love you, Billy Hargrove, and if I have to resurrect your ass I'll cry.
Keep an eye on Jem too, huh?
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Iggy. [ He is incapable of saying it. He can't. Sorry, Iggy. ] You know I give a shit about you, so can you stop talking like you're about to do something supremely stupid.
What are you going to do? [ Better approach: ] Where are you? Take a knife.
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It's only partly stupid!
I can't say. ...Billy, me with a knife? I'll probably fall on it.
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[ You're gonna have to leave him on read! At least until the horrible murder tableau appears. That, and various other things, will distract him for a time. ]