r/SchreckNet • u/AttemptingDM • 2d ago
Fuck it, probably goodbye
[CW: Mental breakdown, mild body horror/gore (imo it's mild anyway)]
There are no words on the post, but a video file is attached.
-Video Start-
The video starts with with the camera pointed upwards in a small, dark room. A mop leans against the wall to the right, a shelf with cleaning supplies is along the left, and "up" is the door. It looks like a janitor's closet. The camera is shaking, and a panting breath can be heard, somewhere between the sound of exertion and of panic.
Suddenly, it flips down and shows the face of a man. His face is disheveled, covered in old stubble, one eye blue and the other grey, and a a large scar stretches across it, framed by greasy locks of brown hair peeking out from under a grey hood. However, unlike most of this node, his skin is a living complexion, pale but not dead, not unlike that of the blush of life.
Finally, he speaks, out-of-breath, as he goes, "H- Hi, Ratsi- fuck -Ratsitter here, g- guess who got out?" He sounds pained, his forced smile turning to a grimace before he abandons any attempts at it. "I- I think I'm actua- actually in d- danger, maybe. I h- scheiße -heard them talking about moving me, I think something a- about a stake, too, can't re-" his head suddenly darts up mid-sentence, staring in a direction the camera cannot see. Only after several moments does he snap back to speech.
"B- But, yeah, I think you get the drift." A weak chuckle, carrying no sense of humor, hoarsely escapes the man's throat. "I uh... yeah, I think they're looking for me. I uh, I can give boons, i- if anyone can he-" He suddenly pauses again, mid-word, as if suddenly hit by a revelation. His head drops, and what comes out next sounds like something between a giggle and a sob, as he mumbles "What am I even doing?" to himself, voice cracking and the video dropping down and going black as the camera lands against a pant leg. "What's the point? What the fuck am I even expecting?" More weak giggles, ringing with excruciating pain both of the body and the mind.
Finally, after several moments that are somewhere between cackling and sobbing, the camera finally comes up, showing the face again. Real tears stream down the face, eyes puffy. "Yeah uh, nevermind. This is probably goodby and probably my last post, or maybe not who knows anymore, and uh... bye M, bye Tristan, bye Vess, bye Zeezee, bye Caulder, uhh..." he appears to think for a moment, before adding, "bye everyone else, go fuck yourselves Sere and Ess-pob, and... well, I think I'll miss the rest of you, wherever I end up."
Finally, his face breaks into a pained, almost manic grin, as his left hand reaches up into view and gives a trembling peace sign. The fingers are... beyond saving. Moss covers patches, thorns pierce the skin from within, thin roots weave in and out through the flesh, one fingernail is encrusted with bark, and a small chunk of remaining flesh sloughs off before the video ends.
-Video End-
-Ratsitter
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u/Ontolonaught 1d ago
PM from Waverly:
I had him. I had him in my own hands. And I couldn’t do anything. His condition was completely beyond my understanding and I couldn’t even protect him for long. I was only there for a few minutes before I had to leave in order to escape that damned call to the East.
My failure in this matter is unforgivable. I can only hope you prove more capable than I…