Love day, the highlight of spring, was here! Lovers young and old came together to celebrate the holiday, whether it was an intimate date, a day out at the spring festival, or an evening alone in the bedroom. Greg had recently been getting a lot of attention from various female admirers, so Eliza practically dragged him out the door to the spring festival in an attempt to rekindle their romance.
While his parents were busy at the festival, Lane decided to throw a birthday party for himself. After all, it wasn't like either of them had time to plan it, with the twins and all. He invited only one other person, his best friend Locke. Despite the small size of the party, Lane thought that they'd find a way to have fun - they always did. He was surprised by Locke's father Christopher accompanying him, and bringing cobbler!
However, nothing, not even the feelings of affection he'd begun to have towards his best friend, could dissuade Lane from his personal studies. He'd read about a potion that could simulate the curse of lycanthropy in otherwise normal humans, and he made it his mission to learn how to brew it. He'd saved his allowance through most of childhood to purchase the necessary books and equipment, secreted away in his room, and spent hours at a time poring over them.
Gobias: "What are you doing here, boy? I told you, the full moon's dangerous. They don't teach respect for your elders like they used to, clearly."
Lane: "What am I doing here? What are you doing here? Are you stalking me?"
Gobias: "No. I'm here on another matter."
Lane: "Oh? What matter's that, then?"
Lane, of course, had already noticed the somewhat nervous and twitchy demeanor of the man. He was either hiding something, nervous about something, or both.
Gobias: "It's none of your business. You need to go back home where it's safe."
Lane: "Look, I know about werewolves and stuff. I also know that you know, and that you were lying about there being something in the bushes that night. I saw the glowing eyes, and I know what they mean."
Gobias: "Then you also know how dangerous they can be. They're hardly more than animals."
Lane: "That's not true, I read all about them. They only get that way if they give in entirely to their animal instincts. If a werewolf like that was living around Sunset Valley, people would notice. There'd be deaths, human ones. But there's not, and I know because I read the paper every morning at breakfast. So that werewolf couldn't have been out hunting, therefore it was spying on me, and I bet you know why. So just tell me already."
Gobias: "I'll tell you one thing, and one thing only. Maybe it will satisfy you before you or someone you love gets hurt."
Lane: "Anything you can tell me would probably be less dangerous than me stumbling around and discovering it on my own, you know."
Gobias: "Yes. That's the only reason why I'm telling you. You do know the circumstances of your birth, right?"
Lane: "Sure. I wasn't born in the hospital or at home, my mom went into labor with me when she was out on a walk. I was born in the front yard, and she'd barely managed to make it that far. She always brings it up when she's upset at me for something."
Gobias: "That's not the whole story. I doubt your parents even understand the significance of your birth. You were born outdoors, on the night of a full moon. You are what's known among certain individuals as Moontouched. You can feel it calling to you, I know."
Lane slowly nodded. Things were making a bit more sense now.
Lane: "So that's why I'm always so restless on nights when the moon is full."
Gobias: "Precisely. That's also why certain people have taken an interest in you. Finish your business here quickly, and then return home. Guard yourself, Lane Woods."
Lane nodded, slightly alarmed by Gobias's swift turn into sharp seriousness. He backed away from the old man, and turned towards the reason he'd come here.
The old mausoleum dominated the graveyard. Lane didn't know what you had to do to have your remains placed down there, but there weren't records of any having been in nearly a century. The notes as to why were equally cryptic, mostly due to the fact that they were pictographs rather than words. The one that had prompted his investigation was a simple circle. He couldn't shake the thought that it might represent the full moon from his mind. Could werewolves be down there? He waited until Gobias turned his back, and then darted through the foreboding entrance of the mausoleum.
Running was hard when you couldn't see where you were going. After a while, with the growls left far behind, he gave up. Stumbling and feeling his way along, he lost all sense of how long he'd been in the darkness. Only the occasional staircase up revealed that he was still following the correct path. Eventually, his fingertips found the metal doors that were the entrance to the crypt, and he pushed them open, emerging into the moonlight. He took the opportunity to examine his wrist. While it still prickled with pins and needles the whole way around, there were no visible marks, so he hoped he would be alright. He stepped forward, then froze, ducking behind a bush. Gobias was still there, and he wasn't alone.
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For the record, this chapter is totally unrelated to the Doctor Who episode of the same name, so sorry for the disappointment if you were expecting a TARDIS or an alien invasion. And sorry for the giant wall o' dialogue that I assaulted you all with in the middle there. Also sorry for the lack of pictures illustrating mentioned events, I got very sloppy with the picture-taking this chapter. I'm also well aware that the mysterious man isn't a werewolf in that picture, despite it being the full moon. For some reason the npc bugged up and wouldn't transform that night. Sorry. There, now I've gotten all my apologies out of the way.
Like I said in the comments of the previous chapter, Lane's not the heir, so I'm not sure why his plot is the main driving force of this generation. His sisters weren't even in this chapter at all! You can picture them behind the dollhouse in the picture of Lane and Locke eating cake, because that's where they were for pretty much the entire day. The graveyard scene in this chapter was pretty much the game itself shoving plot in my face. Gobias just randomly showed up when Lane did, and then Lane said goodbye to him and went off to do his own thing(I was going to take the plot in a direction involving the mausoleum, but I liked the AI's idea better), and then an hour later what do I see but Gobias talking to a mysterious figure!