Repose

[It's real easy for him, since folks are hallucinating left and right, and hiding ain't as important as it could be. There's rumors of burning feet leaving imprints on Main, and the sound of wings can be heard real regular 'round the rough parts of town. Folks, believers and non-believers, crowd the town churches, claiming they saw shadow wings protecting them from townfolks gone violent in their madness. Residents that take to violence, they find themselves soothed without explanation and with their bloodlust gone quick as it came. At the hospital, where things are frenetic, some real critical folks heal up without explanation and doctors just put it off as misdiagnosis 'mid the chaos. 'Long as the infrasound is affecting folks, this keeps on and on and on.]

[After this, and a few minutes to breathe.]

Thanks, angel.

There's a really weird vibe in this town today.

[It starts in the forest and spreads outward, like a stone dropped into a lake ripples irrepressibly outward. The electrical signals build and build until they crash outwards knocking out the infrasound completely in the forest in a wide radius centered north of the lake. As the knock-out frying of electrical signals, equipment, widens out past the forest toward town, it weakens.

It sets off car-alarms on the fringes of town and it frazzles low-grade electrical equipment. Those who pass within the diameter of the electrical brown-out would find the sound weakened a little, and dead completely by the time they hit deep in the forest.]

[Nel L]

I'm sure you're enduring, but the lake and the forest do prompt the question, darling, how is the family doing?