Just wrapped up the interview

The lights are out again. I. I’m not going to bother fixing them tonight. I don’t think they’d last.

Oh my FUCKING GOD

I took a nap outside, and feel a bit better

[as Quincey navigates themself to the archives, they keep their eyes on the lights, watching for any flickering. They fidget with some of their jewelry, clearly a bit nervous, and knock in the door to Gertrude’s office] Hello? It’s Quincey. Gertrude Robinson

// ooc posting quinceys statement in case anyone wants to read it :> docs.google.com/document/d/15T…

Shokay. Evening time

Honestly? The Institute wasn’t bad at all :)

I got a new book :3

“Perhaps then, he was not just afraid that something might lurk in the darkness, but also that nothing did, and that he had simply gone mad. Perhaps he was afraid that HE might be what was lurking. That he had done this to himself.”

Graduation!