[Video]

[stalking_horse]

[It's a very staticy broadcast at first; there's a brief clip of Saguru in his coat and hat, creeping down a dark hallway in some large building - then stopping suddenly, glancing at one hand; whatever it's tangled on isn't visible, but there's a thin red line on his wrist when he tugs at it, and then a small startle movement as if he'd just gotten stung by something.]

[Then after a short burst of static wipes out the image, the camera seems to be wobbling - there's the same hallway, but from his perspective, and fuzzed out, blurry,both going a bit dark and twisting a little. Three red "eyes" appear in the dark, in a triangle, then they twist into eight, set in a large dark shape with eight legs wide enough to cover the hallway; his perspective drops - held by whatever he'd gotten tangled in, but not solidly on his feet.]

Well well, what have we here; something else wandered into my world.

[The voice doesn't sound right - distorted, mechanical overtones. And when Saguru speaks up, well, it's much more wobbly than usual for him, as much as he's trying to sound calm and detached.]

Voice changer and hallucinogens, lines to guide people to the imagery of spiders... No wonder all the witnesses are panicked and have no description of you.

Trying to be the very model of a rational detective, aren't you? Even when you're in someone else's power. [The voice coming from the spider that's been coming closer - though still more an indistinct sillhouette than anything clear - changes; less mechanical, less distorted, very human, and unfamiliar to probably anyone listening, although it gets a reflexive flinch from Saguru; a distant, muffled church-bell sounds in the background.] One would think you would've learned your lesson about nosing into things recklessly the last time.


....recordings of church bells for a trigger; that's not a hard story to find. [Although he's sounding more uncertain than he clearly wants to with that.]

Really now. Still clinging to some shred of control. [There's a disappointed clicking sound as the church-bells fade out, replaced by an ocean breeze and waves; the darkness of the hallway blurs into some kind of rocky beach, a moonless, cloudy sky above, as something that sounds like hooves with an odd scraping noise added is coming from behind.] You shouldn't be so careless about going out at night, Tammas.

[The red eyes creep back, vanishing into the mist with the rest of the shadowy spider, and the camera's perspective flickers briefly - whatever Saguru was tangled in has been cut, leaving him off-balanced, but he doesn't quite end up hitting ground thanks to the large shape behind him; something that looks like a skinless horse with throbbing yellow veins running under the skin, a similarly skinless humanoid torso grafted onto the back; the "horse" head has one blank yellow eye in the middle of its forehead, and both heads are split wide open with fanged maws, while the arms of the "torso" are long enough that the bladelike claws drag the ground - one claw catching him by the throat as the video cuts off.]

((OOC Note: Yes, Saguru will be getting any replies, though he'll be ... well... drugged.))