TW: body horror, trypophobia, insects (moths, maggots, and ants) emetophobia
[CLICK]
[THERE IS A MOMENT OF SILENCE IN THE ROOM, EXCEPT FOR THE BUZZING OF STATIC]
[THERE ARE MUFFLED WORDS OF A CONVERSATION; PRESUMABLY LIAM AND OWEN, THE JIGGLE AND CLICK OF A DOOR KNOB, SOME CREAKING, AND THEN...]
OWEN
...Just saying, there is no way you guessed that black cat outside, you cheater!
ARCHIVIST
(scoff) It's not my fault you suck so bad at I Spy, Owen.
OWEN
(defensive huff) Excuse me, but that cat was well hidden, it was so small, you can barely see it! How?!
ARCHIVIST
(amused click, light chuckle) Sharp eyesight, I guess.
OWEN
(jokingly) What, then next, you're reading everyone's minds?
Gain psychic powers?
[THERE IS A SMALL PAIR OF FOOTSTEPS, FOLLOWED BY CHAIR CREAKING]
ARCHIVIST
(playful, merrily) You bet damn well, I do!
[BOTH LIAM AND OWEN BURST OUT LAUGHING, THEN SLOWLY QUIETEN DOWN]
OWEN
Oh, uh, right, your tape recorder's still running. Say, do you ever wonder who's listening in on us?
ARCHIVIST
Well, it's at least something—and somehow, that something knows a lot better than us; using us as puppets for its very own design.
OWEN
Do you ever wonder what its plan is?
ARCHIVIST
Listen, I don't understand its antics yet, but when I get to the bottom of this goddamn thing, I'll know everything.
OWEN
...Is everything alright, Liam?
ARCHIVIST
What?
OWEN
You've been acting strange and awkward around us, ever since Oscar's ambush. Are you okay?
ARCHIVIST
(stumbling over words, panicky) I, er, uh... Everything's fine! I'm just... working on a very personal project of mine! Uh, heheh...
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