[ When Joshua sleeps that night, he will find himself in the Arcade, it is dimly lit, and the lights flicker.
He is alone.
And then he is not.
As if from nowhere, a figure will appear sitting on a pinball machine. It turns it's head, face indistinguishable and edges of it's features shifting in the light as if they have not settled on being any particular thing, nor do they want to.
The only thing that is clear, is that the creature is smiling.]
Composer.
[It's voice seems to come from many directions at once.]
Kill her, and return to your game.
[It slides down off the machine. As it walks towards Joshua, it seems to vanish out of existence and reappear in bits and pieces. It's ungrounded, fragmented, but taking hold.]
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He is alone.
And then he is not.
As if from nowhere, a figure will appear sitting on a pinball machine. It turns it's head, face indistinguishable and edges of it's features shifting in the light as if they have not settled on being any particular thing, nor do they want to.
The only thing that is clear, is that the creature is smiling.]
Composer.
[It's voice seems to come from many directions at once.]
Kill her, and return to your game.
[It slides down off the machine. As it walks towards Joshua, it seems to vanish out of existence and reappear in bits and pieces. It's ungrounded, fragmented, but taking hold.]
Kill for me, and I can help.
[It's smile grows.
Joshua will wake with a start.]