Lucidstuck: ASTRAL INHERITORS AU fanadventure (1)

>open the closet back up and check for ghosts.



No ghosts, thankfully. No new notes either, which is arguably even better.


>Perhaps you're still tired? Make yourself a cup of coffee to wake up.



The young lady feels alert enough. Jittery even- a cup of coffee may be counterproductive in this state. Bad for her skin, too.


>try to decipher if there's a secret code hidden in the papers, that one with the lone "you" in the back side feels pretty strange, maybe it's one of those papers that when you hold it up to the light it reveals a secret? maybe your sister is trying to send you a coded message



The young lady investigates, but nothing additional is revealed in the papers.


>Look out the window and consider Rapunzel a little longer.



The windows are too high and the night outside too dark to make out anything even if the young lady were to try to look out.


>check what time is it



The young lady does not have a clock in her room. She finds the ticking noise -like most other repetitive noises- most irritating.


>Blooming Sonnetist: Think about what you should do today, and whether all this messing about might get in the way of it.



The young lady has no pressing matters to attend to during the day, beyond tending to her personal hygiene, eating and perhaps a short run across the block to keep up her figure. She spends most the day sleeping. It's not unusual for her to wake up in the middle of the night.

Being a night owl has several benefits. It keeps her skin fresh and young and her interactions with her mother to a minimal, diurnal creature that she is.


>consider the prospect of braiding all that gorgeous long hair



That's strange. The young lady usually braids her hair before laying down...

Must have been more tired than she thought. She'll have to go to the bathroom to braid it.


>Explain Your Cherub Sister. You clearly have another personality in your head with no memories of its actions, yet your only method of communication are these notes lying about.



The young lady and her sister are alike in no discernible way beyond their hair color. They communicate fluently in the age-old language of sibling ribbing, shin-kicking, braid pulling, fart-noise making.

Nothing about her is cherub-like and that's the way the young lady prefers her.


>Go confront your sister about the weird notes all over your room



Perhaps a late-night visit should be considered. If she's too dead to the world to be responding, the young lady can always just scribble on her face as a pre-emptive strike.


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A deep sense of unease engulfs the young lady the moment she steps outside the room. She has never been afraid of the dark and feels she's a little too old to start now... but there is something deeply disquieting about this particular darkness.

She'd turn the lights on if she was not *sure* her mother would summon herself to scold her for gallivanting around in the dead of the night the moment she did.