#yes the lyrics are How Long Must This Go On from batb bevause. yahoo. but slso slightly edited to reflect yunas mental state whoops

[night-raven-miscellany]

A loud, thumping pair of footsteps could be heard as Calypso approached closer. It was curious, how something could possibly be walking around amidst the briars that spread throughout the property of the dorm, but the footsteps still echoed.

"Hated... Is there no one...?" A deep, booming voice called out amidst groans, and around the corner of the dorm, a pool of ink could be seen growing in size.

"show them*... How to win the world's forgiveness..."

A notification flashes across phone screens everywhere throughout NRC. The radio podcast, NRTea has gone live once more!

"Hello, hello, dearest listeners! And welcome to another episode of NRTea, the hottest tea party on sages island! I'm your host, Chamomile-"

"and I am Earl Grey"

"And oh boy do we have a story for you today! Take it away, Earl!"

"...alright.

As of late, there have been brambles spiralling up and encasing parts of the Ramshackle dorm. The brambles themselves seem generally harmless, as do the roses that fall from them, but if you prick yourself on the thorns, it would be quite an unpleasant sensation, so I'd suggest exercising some extra caution when visiting for now."

"Yup, yup! If you've got a friend or two living in the dorm out there, go check on em and make sure they're doing okay!"

"I know I myself must check in on my dearest companions soon..."

"Well that's it for now! We've been your hosts, Chamomile-"

"And Earl Grey,"

"And this has been NRTea. Stay thirsty, dear listeners!"

The stream continues on for a bit instead of immediately cutting off, though.

"Hey... James?"

"Yes?"

"Y'know how Yuna has been locking up lately and stuff? Says she's been super sick recently."

"Mhm... It's quite concerning, if I am being honest. I haven't seen her for a while..."

"...I wonder if Yuna is alright. I hope she doesn't get hurt with all those brambles."

"...Me too, Lewis. Me too."

(✨it's HEEEEEERREEEEEEE!!! It's just a setup message but yk! Gives a lot of room for freedom hehe)

-✨mod, @night-raven-miscellany)

(OHHH SHIT OHHH SHIT!! A GHOST!!/ref I’M SO EXCITED EEEEEEEE)

As soon as Calypso listened to the podcast, she knew something was wrong. Very wrong. She had a gut feeling she knew what it was, and she hated it. She hoped she was wrong. But her gut never failed her before.

She swallowed heavily as she grabbed a small backpack, before grabbing her purse. (She never used this purse to carry anything. Why? It was filled with rocks. A girl’s gotta be safe.)

Whatever was out there, she’d be damned if she didn’t have some way to protect herself. Better safe than sorry.

“I gotta find her…” Calypso mumbled to herself, before exiting her dorm.

As she walked closer to the courtyard, she couldn’t help but feel a chill of unease move up her spine. It was…empty, for lack of better words. Not like a late night stroll empty, just…no one. No one at all.

“Yuna?” Calypso called out, trying to keep her voice down just a little. Wherever her friend was, she hoped to find her.

“I hope she’s okay…” she muttered as she continued to walk.