She really was getting too old for this shit. The Investigator had seen her fair share of strange and inexplicable things in her time, but the mere knowledge gathered at this latest job was... uniquely unsettling. Every so often, she dreamed of a mad court, with inhumane pipers merrily playing their music and dancing around something too horrible for her mind to remember when she awoke.
The last week had been mercifully devoid of those horrible dreams. The Investigator scoffed at herself, but she couldn't help but connect that peace of mind to the tiny black kitten that had decided she was to be her human. The little creature slept on the Investigator's own pillow, above the Investigator's head, purring the night away.
It must be that her unconscious mind had been pushed in that direction due to the sudden arrival of her new companion, but for the entire week since the black kitten had decided to live in her house, the Investigator only dreamed of an idyllic city, far away from her own in both time and space, where cats roamed the streets without a care in the world, for it was a fact well know by all that no one could harm a cat in Ulthar.
Call of Cthulhu RPG - Downtime
The last week had been mercifully devoid of those horrible dreams. The Investigator scoffed at herself, but she couldn't help but connect that peace of mind to the tiny black kitten that had decided she was to be her human. The little creature slept on the Investigator's own pillow, above the Investigator's head, purring the night away.
It must be that her unconscious mind had been pushed in that direction due to the sudden arrival of her new companion, but for the entire week since the black kitten had decided to live in her house, the Investigator only dreamed of an idyllic city, far away from her own in both time and space, where cats roamed the streets without a care in the world, for it was a fact well know by all that no one could harm a cat in Ulthar.