A look behind the scenes

We find the Deep walking backstage dragging it's slender feet. It approaches a door with a blue star on it. It's name is written on the star. It pauses for a moment. Drops of sweat run down it's featureless face. A tentacle appears and lifts up it's fedora, another wipes the sweat away. It puts the fedora back in place and opens the door.

Beyond it lies total darkness. Finally a place where the Deep feels at ease. It steps inside and closes the door. Darkness envelops it, surrounded by the unknown it feels like home. It takes a moment to soak in the feeling. It feels its form melting away.

Just as it starts feeling comfortable the room is flooded with light. The Deep recoils and hisses. On the other side of the empty room sits a figure wearing a cloak. The Deep's tentacles appear behind itself and start flailing menacingly.


The figure looks up and reveals two glowing yellow eyes. The Deep's tentacles calm down at this sight. There is a moment of silence before the figure speaks.

“That form doesn't suit you. I guess you didn't choose it yourself so I can't blame you.”

The Deep remains perfectly still. It's eyeless gaze focused on the figure.

“What would you do if you knew who it was that forced you into this form? The one that put you out there to be known by so many?”

The Deep cocked its head questioningly.

The figure slides a file folder across the floor, it stops right in front of the Deep's feet. A tentacle reaches down and picks it up. The Deep looks at the folder and then back at the figure.

“Everything I know is in there. Look through it. Only talk to the Fears you absolutely trust.” The figure says as she walks past the Deep.

The Deep opens the folder and takes out a photograph.


The figure opens the door. “I'll be watching.” She says before walking through the door and closing it behind her.

The Deep doesn't notice her leave, it's gaze is fixed on the photo. It shows a tall skeleton wearing tattered clothing and a mask with a spade, a club, a diamond and a heart. The Game Master.

The lights flicker for a moment and then total darkness again.

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