The Day of Thunder

Sora saw it, of course. And before he could make it out, he gritted his teeth.

"Fuck off."

But it didn't.


[Sleep Paralysis Event, Day 3 Early Night, Willpower, Jiyo Void-Bomb for +2k2 | 6k6 ⇒ 18 (TN: 25)

Per the odds calculator, that was only an 11% probability! WHAT DO I WIN?!

Sleep Paralysis Event, Day 3 Early Night, Willpower, | 4k4 ⇒ 17 (TN: 30)

More nightmares?! Yay! What a great prize!

Sleep Paralysis Event, Day 3 Early Night, Willpower, | 4k4 ⇒ 32 (TN: 35)

Almost made that one, but no Sora is a Voidless Fatigued Wonder Day 4]

It was a vague figure, made of shadows. There were two distinguishing features, though.

First, Sora's own oracular eye staring back at him, bloodshot.

The second was the massive, gaping wound across its torso, displaying a shattered ribcage and rotten organs below, dropping rotten blood and bile.

The smell became worse the closer it got, traversing the small space seeming to take an eternity as it got closer and closer.

When it loomed over him, the viscera now dripping horrific fluid onto him, it grinned. Through the shadows, bright, sharp teeth gleamed.

The visions overwhelmed him that night, painful and impossible to interpret, utterly destroying any rest he might have gotten from his sleep.