Day 35, Spring of 505 AV
Late Night
Wright Memorial Library
Late Night
Wright Memorial Library
Eridanus had been pretty spooked out over the encounter in his previous late night studying session in the library, and it took him a whole week to convince himself to return. One of his fellow course-mates who had a girlfriend whose uncle was a Spiritist had suggested Eri to test if there was a ghost by placing soulmist in the area. Soulmist was naturally attractive to ghosts, and if he left a lump of it in the area he believed to be haunted, a disappearance would confirm his theory. If nothing happened it was likely that it was just his overworked mind playing tricks on him.
To be honest, it was pretty tempting to do, and in the week that passed his paranoia had turned into a more mild but unhealthy form of curiosity that compelled him to resolve this. He was pretty sure that he felt something that night a week ago, yet he was not entirely sure because of the mental strain that he had subjected his mind and focus to.
He was pretty sure that he had seen the ink splattered on the table with those two words, but then again it might again have just been his imagination.
These doubts caused him to be back here again, and after standing around feeling pretty stupid he decided that he should probably replicate the circumstances again. He would continue working on his magic, but before that he would place a lump of soulmist in between the shelves where the crashing sound had originated a week ago.
To be honest, it was pretty tempting to do, and in the week that passed his paranoia had turned into a more mild but unhealthy form of curiosity that compelled him to resolve this. He was pretty sure that he felt something that night a week ago, yet he was not entirely sure because of the mental strain that he had subjected his mind and focus to.
He was pretty sure that he had seen the ink splattered on the table with those two words, but then again it might again have just been his imagination.
These doubts caused him to be back here again, and after standing around feeling pretty stupid he decided that he should probably replicate the circumstances again. He would continue working on his magic, but before that he would place a lump of soulmist in between the shelves where the crashing sound had originated a week ago.