This is part of a text adventure series to celebrate the spookiest of months, October (and beyond!). Full information about what’s happening can be found here. It is free to read, but in order to vote on what happens next, you will need to be a Patron. To become a Patron, you can find my Patreon page here.
Map of the known area
- A small flashlight
- Nick’s car-related paperwork
- A generic fast food straw
- Half a packet of mints
- A pen
- A fieldbook about common countryside plants
- Nick’s mobile phone
You walk over to the bed. It is more extravagant than you’d given it credit for at a distance. The vertical posts are a beautiful braid of ivy vines and leaves dotted throughout with exquisitely detailed moths and buds half-concealed like some sort of puzzle. You train your eyes over the work and spot the occasional tree creeper and wren hidden amongst the foliage. The canopy overhead is suspended across a frame that features a pastoral landscape of rolling hills and sweeping clouds all captured in mahogany.
But that’s not why you’ve come over here.
Closer to the bed, the smell of earth intensifies. You run a hand over the thick cotton bedding until you reach the pillows. There you pull back the covers. To no great surprise, you find that in the place of a mattress there is rich, dark soil. As you watch, you can see the surface of it ripple and shift. A small pink worm writhes its head above the surface before burrowing back down into the loam.
Something about the soil suggests that it has been freshly raked and smoothed, probably as part of the bed-making process. Such things are clearly normal in this house. For some of the residents, at least.
You remake the bed to hide your investigation and take a step back.
- Investigate the dressing table?
- Go back onto the landing?
- Go into the study?
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