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Klaus Hargreeves ([info]quietthedead) wrote in [info]snapthread,
@ 2019-10-23 15:18:00

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Entry tags:ben hargreeves (netflix), gamewide plot, john constantine (vertigo), klaus hargreeves (netflix), peter b parker (sv)

Who: Anyone who wants to be spooked
What: Haunted house time
Where: Through the doors and into Hill House
When: Open throughout the Halloween Event



No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.

Filled with ghosts and specters of all sorts, Hill house seems tame enough when you first walk through it's doors, but it very quickly becomes obvious that everything is not as it seems. Is it your mind playing tricks on you? Or is it something else? Something more sinister.

Come in and stay a while, explore the long and twisting halls, enjoy the beautiful art and sculpture garden, and find the Red Room. There are many treasures to be had if you can survive the night.

[Party thread rules, tag your threads in the header of your comments, you can set your thread on any day from now until the end of the event]



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Hargreeves
[info]quietthedead
2019-11-03 05:06 am UTC (link)
Hiding his face didn't really help, but it was something, it grounded him a little bit - he'd never really had someone with him like this while facing down spirits like this. But he'd never actually had to deal with ghosts like these, they weren't like the sort from home, who wanted someone to listen to them more often than not - these wanted to hurt them, Klaus in particular it felt like maybe because he was who he was and could do what he could do.

But Ben kept moving, pushing past the ghosts that Klaus felt and saw all around them, looking for the way out while Klaus wanted nothing more than to just press his face into his hands and stop moving until it all went away.

His breath caught in his throat when Ben opened the front doors and rather than opening out onto a lawn or something like that, it was their town, the place that Klaus had hoped they would find there. And with Ben he practically raced through the door again yanking it closed behind them before he collapsed, curling his arms around himself overwhelmed by the fear he'd felt in that place and the rush of quiet that washed over him the second they were back through that door leaving him practically sobbing.

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Actual Hargreeves and not Tony Stark
[info]number_6
2019-11-04 04:20 pm UTC (link)
They were a tangled mess of limbs and anxiety on the stone of the courtyard and Ben had never, ever been happier to be here (home) than he was right now. There'd have been no way, no way at all that either of them would have lasted a full day or a night in that place. Not with the way the ghosts hadn't let up, not with the call of the red room.

"Klaus," he said, but didn't have anything to follow it up with - couldn't possibly, even. But he pressed himself closer, tangled his hands in his brother's hair and kept them together. Getting up didn't seem like an option. "We're okay. You're okay." They weren't. He wasn't. But he had to try.

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