11calls: When did I start working for you, exactly?! (Researching)
Alex Reagan ([personal profile] 11calls) wrote in [community profile] riverview2018-03-26 01:13 pm

3rd (lack of) sleep note. Audio at three am but left on the network as always.

[Alex doesn't sleep. It's a problem. So, when she doesn't sleep, she reads the network. That's probably a problem too. But for now, she's focusing on one thing. It's a thing that she probably shouldn't focus on, and that Strand would shake his head at, and it's three in the morning but Alex's chipper, canadian ready for radio voice comes out anyway.]

You know what I love? Ghost stories. It's so weird how there's ghost stories that seem almost universal. Well, [You can hear the smile in her voice here.] Earth-versal I guess? But things like the hitchhiker in the dress that you pick up and then drop off somewhere or she disappears and it turns out that she'd been dead for years and it couldn't have happened. Or the ghosts of children who move cars from where they were tragically killed.

Or dark ladies or monks or banshees that warn of impending doom. Or ghost battles that happen hundreds of years after blood was first spilled on the soil.

[A beat.]

And let's not forget about vengeful ghosts who are going to get you for something you've done wrong in life. There's too many of those to even talk about.

But what I want to know what ghost stories are like in your worlds. You can even tell me your favorite fictional ghost story. Mine is Hamlet. It used to be "A Turn of the Screw" but a friend ruined that by calling it "the best case for apophenia in fiction." So it's not fun anymore.

[And then she laughs.]

Don't worry, I promise not to call anything you've experienced here apophenia. We've all seen way too much for that.

And just in case you don't know, I'm Alex. Alex Reagan.
muskeg: (wнen ι waѕ alone)

[personal profile] muskeg 2018-04-03 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Uh, no. Don't know any doctors, except mention of the Strange guy...

[ and that was only in passing, mentions of magic and Sage was still pretty sure someone was pulling his leg. ]

Uh, the Greysomething or other place? [ he should know its name, he should, because:] I work there, potions. It's what I am best at.