in me there is a foothold

a woman possessed // a possessing woman 30. nurse. human.

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cat on the run || mina & miles

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ofmyownpack‌:

Miles had been taking Duke out for a walk when he’d heard his name. He tuned his head towards the direction of the woman running toward him. His body tensed, not for fear of her, but fear that something might have happened to her. In this town, you could never know what might have happened to someone.

He hadn’t known Mina very well until the last few months. He was pretty sure she’d been in the same class as one of his younger siblings, a couple years below him at school, but they’d never really had a proper conversation. That was, until he’d found her wandering at the side of the road with no memory of how she got there.

“Hey, you alright? What’s up?” He unclenched a little, realising this was about a cat. If he could track down missing people in the woods and mountains, surely he could find a lost cat. “Okay, take a breath. We got this. You got anything he uses? Like a blanket or something?”

At his advice Mina took a breath in, too sharp to do any good, but after few more shaky attempts she was back to breathing in some approximation of normalcy. She looked down at the food container in her hand, peeling tape on the top reading NOT FOR PENNY in green Sharpie’d letters. “I, uh, yeah I do. I got this because I thought he’d show up if there was food, but...” She gestured back at the house. “He’s got this stuffed elephant that he likes to sleep with? Do you think that would work?”

As she spoke she scanned the bushes nearby, hoping to see a slightly-crossed pair of eyes staring back at her, but no such luck. “I’ll just run inside and grab it if you don’t mind waiting out here? My boyfriend doesn’t like people coming in when he’s not home and my other cat has some, like, dog-related issues.” Said issues would likely result in more harm to the dog than to Penny, but it would be best to keep them apart either way.

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problematicexorcist‌:

[pm] How deep it goes, whether the ghost can completely take control and for how long. Ain’t exactly a strict scale to measure it by. If a ghost’s been around longer, it can get stronger, or if it practices with it’s abilities. And it can, yeah, generally that seems to be how it goes. The longer a ghost holds onto someone, the harder it is to get them out. 

[pm] okay. that’s all pretty interesting. so the strongest ghosts you encounter are typically the ones that no one pegs as ghosts until it’s too late?

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harlowhaunted‌:

[pm] No! No, no. Please don’t. I’d have to answer my mom’s weekly monday calls 

[new pm] Look I know that sounds really creepy. 

I’m their daughter. We don’t talk. I was just - I was just worried.

[pm] Why I’m so sorry to hear that. I know it’s not really my place to get involved in family issues, but if you ever need help reaching out, I’ll be here. 

Both of them are doing well as far as I know. If you want me to ask around a little with people who might now better, I can try my best.

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shop til you drop || mina & beatrice

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Mina had gotten to the store earlier than expected, the bus for once running on time, and she occupied herself by reading the headlines of the newspapers that had been trapped in the old broken-down boxes for as long as she could recall and trying not to look at the texts from Mark sitting on her phone. From just inside the grocery store she could hear a child having a tantrum, seemingly to do with riding in the cart, and rather than irritate it was strangely grounding. Annoying, sure, but such an ordinary inconvenience was more welcome than the odd and frightening realities of her current day-to-day. That child would get over it, would go home and eat the meals prepared, go to sleep, and wake up where it knew it should be. It’s the little things you need to appreciate.

At the sound of Bea’s footsteps, Mina grinned widely and reached out to hug her. “Hey! Did you get a haircut or something? You look great.” Little things like this: a steady friendship of two decades, a reminder of the good and ordinary things White Crest had to offer. Some things were trustworthy. Always had been and always would be, despite any changes that happened around them. “How have you been doing?”

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problematicexorcist‌:

[pm] Depends on the person and the level of possession. Most folks know they’re missing time at the very least, but can’t tell what’s causing it unless they know what to look for. Generally, yeah, other people notice what’s happening to them first. It’s hard to look in a mirror and realize you don’t recognize yourself anymore. 

[pm] what do you mean by level of possession? what makes a ghost stronger than another ghost? can they make themselves stronger? does a possession become more powerful over time?

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harlowhaunted‌:

It’s exactly what it sounds like when you think of a “Moose Watching Night Tour”.

[pm] They’re my 

ugh

Are they, like… doing okay? They - I know them.

[pm] I can’t really 

I shouldn’t talk about people with strangers

As far as I know, they’re both doing fine. I saw Dr. Harlow pretty recently for a procedure, and he seemed like he always is. Would you like me to give them a message or have them call you or something?

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[message sent anonymously] is there a way for a ghost to gain better control over the person they're possessing? so that [d: i] they would be able to accomplish more without their host waking up?

Now that’s an interesting question. Generally don’t specialize in that sorta thing. Hypothetically, I suppose a ghost could walk their host to a spellcaster and see about getting a charm or a spell to help them sleep. Seems to me, that’d work on the host, but not the spirit. Ain’t an expert on magic or anything, but it might do the trick. 

Other than magic, a disoriented host is easier to keep a hold of than one with their wits about them. Take that as you will. 

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[pm] how much can a possessed person tell about what’s going on? are they able to feel the person ghost inside them or is it really up to other people to notice what’s going on?

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harlowhaunted‌:

Yeah I work at Mooseventure Tours. 

[pm] Hey do you know Dr. Jean Harlow and is wife?

I’ve seen signs for that around. Never actually gone, but it seems like a fun time.

[pm] Di? We don’t really work in the same area but I’ve met her. And I’ve worked with Dr. Harlow a few times. Why?

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yethterday || mina & kaden

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Run. Faster. Don’t let them touch you.

Mina almost vomited as she lurched forward, eyes snapping open to see the forest floor littered with dead leaves and - Blood. So much blood, all over the ground and on her hands and on the hem of her jeans. She blinked rapidly, trying to take in what was around her. She could remember going into the woods for a hike, remembered packing her gear and texting Mark where she was going, even remembered being on the new trail and feeling like she was being watched- Her vision cleared at last and she could see the bodies in front of her. Not...well, it was easy to say what they weren’t. They weren’t human, certainly, but they also weren’t anything she could easily name. Something dog-like maybe, but they looked like they had been twisted long before whatever killed them had happened.

She stumbled to her feet, gasping for air so thick with the copper smell of blood that it choked her lungs, and looked desperately for any sign of where she was. Still the forest, obviously, but the trail was no longer there. A flash of orange caught her eye and she noticed her bag across the clearing, seemingly having been dropped in a hurry. The sound of footsteps rang out behind her and she turned rapidly, praying that it wouldn’t be more of whatever these animals were.

A man stepped into the clearing and relief rose up alongside the new jolt of fear. “Can you help me?” Her throat felt hoarse when she spoke, as if she had been yelling, and she swallowed as the tears started to appear in her eyes. “I don’t know where I am or what happened. I want to go back home.”

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deathsdoorman‌:

Morphine’s a helluva drug. Weird, but it makes some sense. That kind of thing makes you say all kinds of things.You been a medic for long?

The weird thing is, we didn’t give him anything like that before he started Not as long as some people but yeah, it’s been a little while. I worked at a walk-in clinic for about a year and then at WC General for the past seven. What do you do?

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harlowhaunted‌:

Ew you know my dad

EW you know my mom

Ew 

Ew 

EW 

That’s neat. I never really liked hospitals. They’re stressful.

How is my dad doing? Is he remembering to eat?

I can understand that, it’s definitely not for everyone. What about you? Are you studying, working?

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bob-of-bones‌:

This fishmonger at the docks tried to sell me a “lobster” that blatantly wasn’t a lobster. We’re talking head wrong, thorax wrong, even number of legs wrong. He even tried to tell me they’re fairly common around here and show up from time to time. Unbelievable. Do people fall for this?

I did buy it, but just to see what it was made of

Are you sure it wasn’t just a local species? I’ve been eating lobster for years and never noticed anything strange.

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deathsdoorman replied to your post: Weirdest patient you've had?

That’s both considerate of them and horrifying. Hope that’s just the painkillers talking.

Must have been. The only thing I could think of that would actually sort explain what he was saying would have been bone grafts, and as far as I remember he’d never had any sort of procedure like that. But that’s about as much as I can say.

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harlowhaunted replied to your post: Weirdest patient you've had?

Do you work in the hospital?

Yep! I’m an ER nurse. Stressful but rewarding.

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Weirdest patient you've had?

This is a little tricky to answer because I can’t give patients’ private information out, so I can’t really address a lot of people. There was one person, maybe in my third year at the hospital? He actually ended up leaving because of insurance stuff, which happens more often than I would like, but he kept talking about his bones like they weren’t actually a part of him. Like they were someone else’s and he was just holding on to them for a while. Maybe not the actual weirdest but the one that made me the most unnerved, definitely.

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kadavernagh‌:

Actually, that… I’d appreciate that. You know, mostly so I can get the lay of the land and figure out where homicides are most likely to occur. I don’t do well with socializ

In the sense that home is where the person is, and the chest cavity is where the person is, and the heart is in the chest cavity.

Just a week ago – I grew up there. It’s the perfect size. 

Oh, for like, safety? There are definitely some places to avoid, but most of the town is really lovely.

I guess what I meant it home is where your loved ones are, but that’s a fun way of looking at it.

I don’t really leave White Crest, but that sounds nice. Maybe I’ll end up visiting one day.