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Oh! You're right! We should ask about the spirits.

[ that's a really good idea and daylight now feels a bit silly for not thinking about them sooner. he begins to type that down but the more letters he writes out, the more a frown makes it.

until his original happy expression is gone and he looks up at rosinante, looking concerned for some reason. ] Now that I think about it...

... Coraline to me a while back. About her dream that she had during the feast.

It had something to do with the spirits and what she told me was... really freaky.

[ he shudders when he recalls the story and the conversation they had. ] She told me how she thought, because of what she experienced in the dream, she think the spirits could possibly be the original townsfolk. Or based off of them.

Do you think I should ask Dr. Solis that pointblank...?

I think it's fine to ask if she knows what their origins are. Start there and see what she says.

[But he also suspects that the spirits are townspeople, or former residents of Beacon, or both. His own transformation after his most recent death made him come to that realization, and he's heard and read it a few other times since.

If they are the original townspeople, then a lot of this is going to be painful for her to talk about. She likely knew several of them. But that could be to their benefit if she's on good terms with them.]

While you're asking about history, confirm how long ago this happened, would you? I'm not sure how relevant it is, but it would be a useful point of reference.

[ daylight nods in agreement and types down the question and rosinante's comments, along with his own about how he should approach this carefully with dr. solis. he had come to the same conclusion as rosinante had and the last thing he wants to do is upset her.

when rosinante adds the next question, day looks up from the tablet and tilts his helm out if puzzlement. he then raises his servo to show there's something he wants to ask: ]

Like- The exact number of years it's been since all of this happened? Or what the exact year it was when this all started? [ he feels like those are very two different things. ]

Both, I suppose. I know some of you who were asleep glimpsed dates on things like newspapers. It might be good to know how long after that things went dark, and how many years have passed since then. Having a timeline could be interesting.

[It's one of those things that doesn't have an immediate and explicit usefulness, admittedly. He knows that. But it's a few small facts that will help them understand the full course of events here, and knowing the past is one of the best ways to make sense of the present, or so his studies of military history have indicated.]

[ a timeline definitely would help clear the air about certain things. like what year they're truly in and if the idea they're stuck in a time loop is true or not. little things like that.

so that gets written down too, accompanied by some notes and comments. when he finishes writing it up, a thought comes to mind thanks to what rosinante had said just now. ] Hey. Hey, Rosinante...I know this is sorta out of nowhere but- Um- Do you know any other Dreamers?

Because she's asking for me to reach out to them and I only know a handful fo the others who fell asleep and dreamed something. [ because he knows others hadn't dreamt a thing, somehow, and that makes figuring out who was what and where. that makes it a little difficult for him when he does future note writing and delivering. ]

Well, there were all of the ones who spoke up at Town Hall. And a few came to me after. So... Ignis, Maes, Mary, Jo, Stone, Aziraphale...

[He pauses a moment as he finds his own tablet. He can double-check his notes from that meeting and notes added afterward readily enough.]

Oh, Peter, that's right. Who was under the church. Ignis was at a room full of computers, and ran a program called "Sun" that killed him. Aziraphale was in a mineshaft, and said there was some sort of monstrous insect. Mary, Jo, and Midge were all at the museum and all of them have said the sun was unbearably bright. Blinding.

[ daylight writes down the names of the others who had vision-dreams to make sure he can reach out to them when he can, wincing a bit at the mention of the mineshaft. ]

The mineshaft... Yeah. I remember Molly and I talking about that. He said they were attacked. [ and attacked badly. molly got his eyes torn out and poor mr. aziraphale-

his optics cycle when something rosinante said finally registers in his processors. ] Wait. The sun was blinding? That's not what happened with us. Sarissa and Kol and I... We saw the sun on the radio tower and it didn't hurt our vision.

... Did Mary or Jo or Midge ever talk about the weather? Or, um, what season it was?

[ day frowns, winglets jerking down in frustration. there goes his personal theory that they all saw the same day, just in different places around beacon. ]

Not that I remember. I didn't speak to Midge about it directly but the other two both said it was hot. I figure that's because of the sun being too much to handle, not the weather. I don't think that part lasted long.

[Poor Mary clearly had been in some state of suffering when she woke up. She could barely open her eyes for how badly burned she thought they were.]

Still, I can't figure out what would cause the sun to get so bright. I've never heard of anything like what they described. It was like the sun consumed them entirely.

Hm... [ judging by the expression on day's face, he hasn't heard anything like that too. or, rather, he can't remember it. something about what mary and the others went through is bothering him. more so than usual.

like- like that sounds familiar to him and not in a good way. he's not sure why but... something, in the back of his processors, is nagging at him hard. he wishes he knew what it was but he supposes it'll come to him sooner than later. hopefully.

for now, he notes that down and checks the time and- yikes. ]

I think I need to get going soon, Rosinante. I need to inform the others about this. [ daylight begins to unfold himself from his where he was sitting, making sure to duck so he doesn't hit anything on the ceiling or the ceiling itself. ] Thanks for hashing this. I promise to reach out to you after I talk to Dr. Solis and get all the information piled together.

Edited 2020-02-11 04:46 (UTC)

All right. Thanks for keeping me in the loop about all of this, too.

[He gives a nod and a smile, but he'll wait to get up. There's only so much space in here with both of them.

Rosinante could come up with a book's worth of questions the longer he sits here, but they don't want to overwhelm Dr. Solis with a flood of them, anyway. He can always write to her after Daylight and Cao Pi introduce themselves, follow up on anything further he might have.]

Good luck.

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