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[ Elle is in her sensory deprivation pool at home while talking to him, so the white noise is heard for a moment. Irritating. Worrying. She presses on though. ]

Uncle Rik, are you in danger? Is it Black Door? Because if you need us we can come find you.

[More of that feedback.]

Give me a pen
Please let me in
I've closed my eyes
Baby, you should come with me
Black bird, black moon, black sky
Untie the balloons from around my neck
Ground me

[ Its starting to hurt a bit. If anyone is nearby, and it’s most likely true given that she never tries this without her dad around, they might see a faint twitch from Elle but she’s okay. ]

I hope I remember what you’re saying when I wake up.

Why did you send myself and my friends those messages?

[Her dad is absolutely nearby, and ready to step in.]

Smoke rings
I am a sheep among the wolves
Fix me, or conflict me
Ils savent que je sais

[ Was the white noise getting louder? It's starting to feel like it's getting louder. So much so that she barely catches what her uncle says. It's the last bit that she really hears. She whispers that out loud in the sensory deprivation pool, but past that the rest of the conversation is between herself and her uncle.

Who knows you know? What do you know?

[Oh, it's absolutely getting louder. So loud it's nearly deafening.]

Their black eyes
Shining out of the darkness
Living out of space and time

[And beyond that, nothing but white noise. Maybe she needs more help her.]

[ That white noise just keeps growing louder and louder, making her feel like her skull is shaking and trying to split. It's painful. So painful that Elle can't retain her footing in the In Between anymore. For her, it shifts sideways and she finds herself falling through a black Nothing, screaming as she goes landing back in her own body with a hard enough psychic thump that her body sinks underwater for a brief moment. When she surfaces, it's with a bloody nose and a brief but very loud scream of agony. And then she's scrambling out of the tub and down the hall to her room, slipping and falling and getting back up until she can get to paper.

She writes down everything she can remember, shoves it at her dad and sits on the floor with a suddenness that knocks the breath out of her. She's pale, shaky, tired and very concerned for her uncle.

Enjoy that one, Dad! ]

Edited 2020-05-22 02:17 (UTC)

[He's certainly going to follow her down the hallway, probably with a towel, because well. Fatherly concern! And all of that stuff!]

Nothing good, I take it?

[Hold still while he checks you over, kid.]

I don't know. There was so much...white noise that it actually hurt and I couldn't understand what he was saying.

[ She sniffles, not aware that her nose is bleeding and when she goes to wipe what she thinks is salt water off her face, she looks at her hand and frowns. ]

Uh...kinda sure that's not supposed to happen.

[ Which means it's probably safe to assume whatever's going on is very, very bad. ]

Not since Eve, right?

[ Good thing Harry keeps styptic pens around, eh? ]

Maybe we should call Charles.

That might be wise. Maybe he can reach him or help me reach him.

But...later. I'm tired. You can call him now, but I need to sleep.