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Scene - Impending Doom - Spooptober Day 28

All month she'd been feeling this, she'd been spending most of the month in the reading room, curled up in the armchair with her childhood blanket and a notebook and pen. Dorkiness was still bedridden with severely damaged lungs from an attack by a toxic invader and level-headedness was still comatose from fighting the invader off. She didn't know why, but she had been getting weaker. 

Wisdom had visited her with his brothers; Courage and Power, but they were busy trying to fix the problem of Level-headedness' poisoned inner flame. 

No... saying she didn't know why was a lie, she had a theory. And she wasn't the only one. 

Then there was the nightmare;

"N-no, Jack let me go!" A dark-haired musician was thrown to the floor, his dark eyes filled with fear as he looked up at the Irishman that towered over him.

Jack bent down and grabbed the musician by the collar and hauled him up, looking him right in the eyes, his own eyes, once a pure and joyful blue, were now a dark green, the whites a pure and glassy black. "Oh please, y'really t'ink I'm gonna let you go this easily?" His accent was harsh and cold, a crazed grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

The scene faded and the musician was tied to a chair as Jack circled him. The Irishman tangled his thin hands in the other's dark locks and tossed his head violently, looking down at his prey and licking his thin lips.

The musician was crying now, his body shaking as tears ran down his face. His voice had dropped to a whimper or mumble, only a few words discernable ; "Morgan," "Matt," "Jack," "why," "not you."

Jack came in front of the bound man and grabbed his chin, forcing the two to lock eyes. "Doesn't feel nice being on this end, does it pretty boy?"

The scene faded out and all that echoed in the darkness was the musician's scream of pain.

The librarian curled into herself more, clutching her blanket for comfort. It was getting stronger, this feeling. Something was coming, she could feel it, and she knew that she wasn't the only one who could. 

Three days... something was coming in three days. Was it just going to be Nate's Sister Location song with Jack? Or was it something bigger, something darker. She didn't know for sure, her sixth sense wasn't strong enough yet to pick up on specifics, but she could feel it, that overwhelming feeling of impending doom.