— 𝐜 𝐨 𝐧 𝐭 𝐚 𝐜 𝐭

[possessum]

action / text / video / etc.
NOTE: I am forever backtag friendly and absolutely open to doing things from past events that won't really have an effect on things at any given time. For example, if you'd like to do something with Peter aged down or when he was his spider dream guide, etc.

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[possessum]

[ The disconcertment is growing more and more, because this... really is familiar. A complete stranger (ghost or not) knowing his name... claiming to know him... Is it all a trick? Is he hallucinating this entire experience? ]

You're a woman?

[ ... Yes, Peter. And after a few moments of silence: ]

I don't think I'm the Peter Graham you know, madame. But if I can help put your spirit to rest in any way, I will assist you.

[nakedsingularity]

_{[Madame. Just kill her right now and turn her into the man's man version of Casper he... seems to think she is?]}

That much I'm getting.

My what now? Exactly what do you think is happening right now?

[possessum]

I'm assuming you've been drawn to me like others have.
Others who have departed from this world, yet are trapped. Lost spirits.

[ If he sounds calm right now, that's a lie. He's sitting on his suite bed, shaking like a leaf through this conversation, because this is either a hallucination or he's speaking to a spirit, and either way is pretty terrifying. But... he's still here. ]

[nakedsingularity]

_[God.]

And you're supposed to be what? A medium in a period piece seance?

[possessum]

I'm no medium, though I could put you in contact with one.
It might help you to talk to someone.

[nakedsingularity]

Not likely. I was banking on you being helpful and look how that's turning out.

I'm not a ghost. This isn't a haunting. There are no ghosts in the machine. I'm texting you on the phone like you're texting me.

_{[This is still her Fluid, with the same photo gallery. Here's a picture of the Peter Graham she remembers, slumped on the couch in their house in Dunwich Hollow. It's not a particularly noteworthy picture beyond the fact it has his full face in frame. The kind of thing one might use to show others if, say, they lost track of a mentally-addled roommate and had to go around the neighbor identifying him with a mug shot.]}

This is you.

_{[Is this ringing even a single bell?]}

[possessum]

[ ....Peter doesn't understand (no surprise, there). He's about to ask what she means by "texting", when something flashes onto the screen before he can, and he yelps, flinching back away from the thing.

It takes him awhile. Probably ten whole minutes go by before there'll be a response, because he saw what's now on his screen, and ended up across the room, leaving the thing on his bed. Eventually he creeps his way back to it when he gets brave enough, craning his neck to look down at it before very slowly taking the strange device back into his hands. ]

HoW could you po ssibly have a phoit ograph of me
What ddo you wan t

[ He's so spooked his hands are trembling uncontrollably, causing the words to break in places. ]

[nakedsingularity]

<sub>[Is he having a fit. He used to have those, and quite Paranormal Activity-esque ones, as she recalls and maybe if she stopped and thought about it some she'd also stop and be more wary of that possibility, but all that wants to replay in her head is the sound of the apartment door closing behind her as she left her mom standing there.

You know what, she's just going to call--]</sub>