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[afterlifeshit]

And now you're lost in the woods. Some of you, not all of you. Not yet.

For the more alert in the team, you may notice that your weapons are slowly deteriorating. For those of you with powers, you'll find that they can no longer be used offensively. Tonight the moon is red, and the light is barely enough to walk by. Anyone holding their name tag will have slightly improved eyesight in the weird dark/red moonlit area.

The same applies for the ones who stayed behind in the salt circle: it's very, very dark. And you might have noticed that the trees seem to be creeping closer. But you're definitely safe in your condiment circle. Definitely.

[Mission: keep moving. don't piss off the haunted shit any more than you already have. ]