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[northcliffpass]

WHO: Farogil, Colin, ???
WHAT: something wicked this way comes
WHEN: two different evenings in late September
WHERE: in their respective homes
NOTES: warning for spoops

The air grows cold.

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Faro is sitting at home, finishing his dinner, when he breathes and exhales mist. The room looks the same as it did before, but any lit flames no longer emanate warmth, and there's a feeling of indescribable wrongness that permeates everything.

Colin, several nights later, is drawing water from the creek. The evening is appropriately chill for late September in the mountains, but what doesn't track is how all the birds and insects have suddenly fallen silent, and how a light sheen of ice has formed on the water.

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There is no one else around, and in fact, it's difficult not to feel as though no one else has ever been here, that one is completely alone in the world.

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[northcliffpass]

The spirit continues forward until it's out of sight, disappearing into the evening mist.