Childrens Games
Timestamp to be set by Celeste
Information was a perk that came with power inside the island. It took time and skill to learn more information about the on-goings of the island and Vick was able to learn more daily movements within the halls of the dead.
Vick had no real hope for the information as the daily life in the island was the same old news of nuits working on this or that, plusers coming or getting killed and more shipments were being taken into account however one tiny scrap of information was found that made Vick perk his ears up when he heard another child was nearby. At least another child in the sense closer to Vicks age then what has been seen upon the island that was not a kevlic.
A letter was sent to Celeste, within the letter would tell her where to meet Vick. A pulser would find her even if that meant for the pulser to look high and low for her however Vick had no doubts the letter would reach her hands.
‘Let’s play a game. A fun little game. Please meet me within the dungeons, second floor first door on the right. - V’
The letter was short but to the point. The letter V that was signed had a circle around it which was the only mark that stood out in the letter besides it was written in common and not Nader-canoch which was made for most of everything in Sahova.
If Celeste did travel into the depths of the dungeons and listened to the strange letter she would find Vick sitting along a table, his feet kicking into the air. Vick was like the rest of the nuits in the only sense he was dead as his form stood out the most as the form was of a child around the ages of eight to ten roughly but normally always within the same gap of a male form. The hosts body was a skinny male, short dark hair, his green eyes were now a murky white almost with deep purple bags. His once red lips were now a black color shaded with purple hues. Cuts along the hands and burns with what looked like thread holding the flesh together stood out in some areas.
His outfit was just a simple muted pants and tunic with a black robe over. His shoes were a cheaply made pair of leather that had seen better days but Vick paid his outfit no mind. Next to him was a male strapped along the table, bounded by leather and steel chains with a leather strap inside and over his mouth but it could easily be seen the man was awake and breathing.
Next to Vick laid a small table about his height that held different tools of random sizes from tiny to medium but all held the same goal which was clearly meant for torture as the room held a dim light from the blue wire along the walls. The blue hues gave enough light to see and anyone could see the blood stain walls and floor. The smell was of a old deathly scent of rotting flesh however since the island was filled with walking dead corpses that smell might not be out of place to anyone who knew the island.
If and when Celeste did enter the room Vick would just turn his head to her and smile without saying a word until the time was right for the game to be played.
