Chris knew, thanks to their strange powers, that the train wouldn't wait for her tonight. That because of that she would be facing a lonely trek back into town... and avoiding the entire reason for being on the mountain is the sort of scorched-earth alternative that panic advocates for.
They've been burned by a scorched-earth alternative in the past.
They've also suffered due to demonic fuckery to do with this very train.
And so, here they are -- having climbed the tree while it was still light out, and taken a nap until waking at the sound of Ripley's approach. Chris leans in and down, longish hair swaying like a curtain, and tap into their connection with the between.
Their eyes glow a stark, sullen red out of the darkness as they say, "More eyes to watch for predators, of course. And I can provide that advance warning that you'll need to handle yourself, ma'am."
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They've been burned by a scorched-earth alternative in the past.
They've also suffered due to demonic fuckery to do with this very train.
And so, here they are -- having climbed the tree while it was still light out, and taken a nap until waking at the sound of Ripley's approach. Chris leans in and down, longish hair swaying like a curtain, and tap into their connection with the between.
Their eyes glow a stark, sullen red out of the darkness as they say, "More eyes to watch for predators, of course. And I can provide that advance warning that you'll need to handle yourself, ma'am."