respired: try to tear my way in (my fingers claw your skin)
ᴋᴏʟᴛɪʀᴀ ·sᴜɴsʜɪɴᴇ· ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜᴡᴇᴀᴠᴇʀ ([personal profile] respired) wrote in [community profile] epidemiology 2016-10-11 02:24 am (UTC)

JIN

[ It's late, the moon rising full over the farm, the evening air brisk and sharp with a biting chill. As Jin passes, the door to the house bursts open, and the farmer runs out.

"Wait! Please!" he calls, flagging Jin down, panting. "Please, you have to help us. Somethin' ... somethin' strange is lurkin' by the barn! Howling fierce and terrible. Got my poor kids too terrified to sleep. Please, you got to help us!"

The farmer gestures wildly to the barn. If Jin squints, he'll see unnatural shadows moving, slinking 'round the side. ]

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