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[Urist McCheeseMaker]

Something about that woman or the room caused the fatigue. Stay away. Alcohol-drinking, cranially-challenged folk and magic don't mix. Or drugs. Or, heck, whatever. It's not good.

Of course, magic isn't real. Dreaming? Try another method of getting out of a dream: walk in one direction, turning your attention inwards and only paying enough attention to not bump into anything, and try to trick your mind into making something about the world change.

If that doesn't work, go back to room, lock the door, block the door, prevent ANYTHING from coming in, and wait for anything that might cause people to return. Classes, a new day, noises.. If it takes too long, something's up.

[AntiAntiMatter]

Go back to your room, heavily fortify it, then wonder what to do next.

[Argonnek]

Obviously, going back in is not an option. You return to your dorm room and barricade your door with your bed frame and the window with the desk. You put the lockpicks in your pocket and check your food stores. You have a few non-moldy sandwiches, a small container of chili, and the water still flows. Even though the water hasn't stopped, you can't expect it to stay that way. You collect as many bottles of it as you can. You estimate that you can stay fed for about half a week with you current stock. That's plenty of time for any non-catastrophic event to pass, so you are satisfied.

You wile away a few hours just thinking about what would make everyone disappear. While entertaining for a while, it gets boring eventually. You start wondering if you can unblock your window, just to see if anyone has appeared. That would be unwise, however, as it might attract attention from nasty, lurking critters. Despite your blockade, you can see that the sun has set due to the available light.

You suddenly remember a conversation you had with some weird new-age guy about situations like this. You decide to take his advice and meditate. You sit down like he showed you, and focus your mind on relaxing your muscles. You visualize your muscles softening, loosening, and becoming almost putty-like.
All of your muscles relax as if on cue, and you ponder briefly whether or not you should try and "open your third eye," as he put it.

[AntiAntiMatter]

Meditate, and stimulate any and all extra sensory organs.

[Argonnek]

You concentrate as hard as you can, but to no avail. This is going to require  a lot more time than you had anticipated. You focus your mind, visualizing an eye opening. You eventually manage to open the imagined eye, but you don't feel like you have superpowers. Oh well, the sun is on the other side of the earth, so you go to sleep.

You rest until the sun peers over the horizon. Wait. How did you know where the sun is? It's still dark outside, but you just... know that the sun is at the horizon right now. Weird. Okay, you have superpowers. Great. You imagined that it would be something more along the lines of flying or invisibility or something... useful beyond an alarm clock function.


I'm basing this "power" off of my new-age friend's insistence that the pineal gland, or "third eye," is used to detect UV light. I will also be basing any further developments along this path on his other statements. I have no way to confirm his claims, but they make for good writing.

[Lillipad]

Your friend is insane, but I won't complain about it.
See what else our alarm clock powers can do.

[Argonnek]

You wonder if you can use this new awareness in another, more constructive manner. You go into the meditation sit again and turn your attention inwards, trying to decipher your new ability. It takes about two hours, but you figure out that you need to focus your mind outward, as that is where you're detecting the sun. You refocus yourself, and suddenly you feel many, many things all around you. You open your eyes, but you can still feel these weird disturbances all around you. Like ripples in the air, there are thousands of these disturbances.
You look at one that is particularly close to you. It's an ant crawling on your shoe. You can detect ants? What the hell kind of power is that?
But wait... It's not all ants. You now can see that the ant is a different disturbance than... whatever else lives in your walls. You do your best to ignore those and the ants. In so doing, you notice that you can feel a lot more than the creepy crawlies in your walls.
Ugh... It really is a flood of information that you can't easily handle. You start selectively ignoring things that seem smaller, and it becomes rapidly easier to manage. You notice that the largest... auras? disturbances? Whatever... aren't plants. You might even say they look almost human.

You get an idea. You focus your mind on Nurse Ming, trying to remember exactly what you experienced with her hypnotic eyes. You feel that she's still in the office. But her aura is immense. No wonder your energy disappeared around her, she's like some sort of vampire or something. There are no other auras near hers. It's rather terrifying.

[Urist McCheeseMaker]

This new sense is useful. Spend another few hours using it to find normal people, especially any auras that feel familiar. Also, try if any other senses work while remote viewing like this. Vision, smell, hearing, touch.. Heck. Taste.

If there are no results, look around the room for anything that can serve as an inconspicuous weapon or piece of armour. I have a feeling we might end up needing it, eventually.

(Yes, I'm just as freaky as your friend, I just don't bother anyone with it unless they show an interest )

[Lillipad]

See if we can use the power as a type of GPS.

[AntiAntiMatter]

Look for other people using your psychic powers.

[Argonnek]

You open your eyes and stop focusing on the sixth sense you just developed. You can still feel auras around you, but you can't tell the difference between the larger ones. All you detect in your walls are things. Not ants, not the other bugs, just... life in general. Well, that's more immediately useful than an alarm clock power. You now feel confident that you can feel something sneaking up on you before it pounces.

You focus again, and try to find a human aura that doesn't threaten to drain yours. Probing around, you feel that there are hundreds of humans around, though you still can't hear anything in your dorm. You get up and shift the barrier over your window so that you can see the plaza. There are in fact hundreds of people milling about out there. In the distance you can see cars on the street and people on the sidewalks.
That's all well and good, but where the hell were they all of yesterday?! You move your bed frame away from the door and leave into the halls. Nobody.
You descend the stairs and out the door. You see nothing out of the ordinary, just people milling about and talking. No banners, no posters, nothing. You go to the announcement board in the plaza, but it only has the usual credit card deals, things for sale, months-old movie and concert posters, and other things that do not explain where everyone went yesterday. What the hell is going on?!

[Lillipad]

Find someone relatively separated from the main hub to interrogate about yesterday.

[Gatleos]

Try and detect Robert's aura, then track him down. Ask him about that creepy beach cult and whatever happened yesterday. I've got a feeling he knows something.

This is brilliant, by the way. You're a really good writer, Argonnek.

[AntiAntiMatter]

Check schedule. If you have any classes, go to them.

This is brilliant, by the way. You're a really good writer, Argonnek.

Seconded.

[Argonnek]

You start to wonder about your classes. You hope that you haven't missed any since you got back. To check, you go to the front office and ask.

"I'll need to see your school ID." The desk clerk gives you a pleasant smile.
"Uh, I lost it." You answer sheepishly.
"Okay... Then do you know your ID number?"
"Nooo..." You look as innocent as possible.
The clerk sighs, then says "I can't help you then. If you are a student here and have just forgotten, then take it up with the counseling office. Now, if you don't mind, there are people lining up behind you."
What a jerk.

You leave and go to the counseling building. As you enter, your heart skips a beat, your blood freezes, and you stagger back a step. The room across from you is filled with a frigid, ghostly aura, sending fingers of dread arcing toward you and rending your soul apart. You just know that it's aware of your presence, just as you are aware of it. You feel as if you are staring into the jaws of death. You look at the nameplate:

Anne Price,
Counselor

You go to the desk in the center of the room, every step getting you closer to the yawning maw of absolute oblivion, just daring you to get closer and knock on the door.

You arrive at the main desk.
"I, uh, wanted to ask about getting a replacement ID," you say, keeping your horrifying thoughts at bay.
The student attending the desk shifts through some paperwork and hands you a green form. "Just fill this out and... Hey, are you alright? You look kind of pale."
"I-I'm fine," you stammer, taking the form.

You grab a pen and try to fill out the form, but your hands won't stop shaking. You look at them, expecting your normal, healthy hands, but instead you see five-digit claws covered in sickening, transparent parchment. You look away, but the image burns in your mind. You summon the willpower to ignore the fear, and fill the form out to the best of your ability.

The student the paper from you and puts it in the 'to be processed' box. "That should be done in, like, a day or something." She looks at you with fear in her eyes. "Uh, maybe you should go to the nurse or something," she says with genuine concern in her voice. "You look like you're going to die, like, right now."
"I'm fine," you repeat, but without the stammer. "But thank you." You walk out the door, going to great lengths to keep your pace below a dead sprint.
You enter into the blessed sunshine and feel yourself bathed in the light of life. The terror of the office's interior is annihilated by the torrential downpour of warmth and your blood returns to the surface.


I hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!