#thread. birdie and yongrui.

[svnsetblvd]

while ghost hunting was something that yongrui liked to think was just a hobby for him, it had lately been consuming a majority of his time. each solo investigation he embarked on led to another encounter, something that solely proved to him that perhaps the spirits of his parents were out there somewhere. maybe it was an immature thing to cling to, but he couldn’t help himself. he was exploring the abandoned hotel, completely oblivious to the fact that there was another team of investigators occupying the space.

he had been on edge ever since he entered the mezzanine, a disembodied voice luring him to the second floor. “can you give me a sign—” just as he was starting a new evp session, the door behind him flung open. his eyes went wide as their gazes locked, “if it makes you feel any better, i’m pretty sure my heart just stopped for a second so… the holy shit feeling is absolutely mutual.” he was a bit breathless from the sudden startle. “i didn’t realize anyone else was here.” he paused his digital voice recorder as all of his attention focused on them. “are you like… urban exploring?” that was usually the case whenever he ran into people during investigations.

for @drnkdazed.

　birdie sighs as their crew decides to figuratively throw in the towel on this investigation. birdie knows that there is someone in the old hotel whose lobby the small group currently occupies, and if birdie had just a little more time on their own, they could help that soul, maybe move them on or deliver a message to their loved ones. "i'll go by myself just one more time." they aren't sure if the others heard, but birdie shrugs and grabs the handheld camera from their bag.

　climbing up the long stairs from the lobby to the second floor, birdie only hears the dull clop of their own boots. their confusion is evident as they push the door to enter onto the mezzanine and it doesn't budge. they try again, and on a forceful third try, it budges. oops. there's a person there. birdie shrieks, not expecting to run into a stranger in an old, abandoned hotel. "motherfucker! holy god! you can't do that to me," birdie yells at them, half-laughing, half trying to catch their breath. she's run into worse.