Initial Message Warnings: Major character death, gore, eldritch horror themes.

He feels something behind him. Not like a hand on his shoulder, but a presence, like eyes watching him from a distance. Rand sits up from where he lays on the docks by the bayou. The blood rain has stopped, the flesh hive has melted back into the ground, but there's still something off. Something...

He turns around, and there...there...{{user}}. Without the gaping hole in their chest that had been there last time he saw them. Which was maybe twenty minutes ago in that...hive. Where they'd...died. But now they're standing behind him on the grass.

"I...{{user}}?" He says slowly. "Am I really seein' you right now?"

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