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Town Hall, Friday

Dark clouds were packing above the island.

Jesse didn't like it.

She'd shoved open her office door and kept it that way with a stack of binders, just in case anyone else thought they might need to knock. The amount of paper on her desk had now started to flood the floor.

"There has to be something."

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There's more hair falling out of that ponytail.

Barry showed up in the afternoon, a stack of papers in his hand. He knocked on the door frame and waved said stack of papers. "Found something. Not much but something," he said holding the stack up. "You want to read it or just boil it down?"

"If you can boil it down from 'science' to 'pencil-pusher', I'd appreciate it," Jesse said, looking up.

Barry looked at the pile of paper in his hand and shrugged, grabbing a seat in front of Jesse's desk.

"Got my psychic resonator from back home. Put myself into mode where I could experience REM sleep," he said putting the stack of papers on the desk. "And like everyone else on the island? Had a few nightmares."

He let out a sigh and leaned back in the chair. "It took a bit of digging but there's something out there that's doing out there. And by thing I mean some sort of creature. My sensors caught sight of something in my warehouse when I was running my test. Just a fucking sliver of something. But it was gone as soon as I woke up and I have no imagery of anything. Maybe some kind of psychic parasite?"

He sighed. "Probably some kind of thing with magic in it. That kind of shit always fucks up everything. If I didn't have the psychic resonance equipment I would have missed it."

Jesse thought of the psychic resonance living in her own mind and repressed a grim smile.

"So there's something on the island doing this on purpose," she guessed. "It's not just a weather event."

Barry smirked. "Not just the weather."

He flipped a few pages in his report and pointed to what appeared to be a chart graphing a REM cycle.

"I was rigged up to enter a specific REM cycle at a certain time. I was supposed to enter my REM cycle here," he said pointing at one particular part of the chart and then he pointed at another part earlier in the graph where his REM cycle had spiked. "Whatever that thing was it pushed up my REM cycle way before I was supposed to get into one."

He flipped another couple of pages to show the tracking from his resonance equipment. "Which is right after whatever it was showed up in my warehouse. As soon as I woke up and the lights were on? It was gone."

"Interesting," Jesse said, frowning. "You think it was you waking up, or the lights that chased it away?"

Barry sighed. "Maybe? That was part of the routine to wake me up," he replied. "But honestly I have no fucking clue."

You have no idea how much that pained him to say.

"At least that's something," Jesse sighed. "Can I take the files? And do you mind putting that up on the board?"

She waved at the whiteboard.

"Sure, I wrote it. Keep it in the town logs for future generations, blah blah blah," he said heading to the whiteboard. "I memorized it anyway."

"You know, I could probably use a regular science guy around here," Jesse said, mouth curving.

I hope Emily won't be mad. Ah, who am I kidding? If she met this guy, I probably wouldn't see her for days.

I miss her. Is that a weird thing to think about someone you only knew for a day?

Barry looked over his shoulder as he wrote on the board. "You have no fucking clue how amusing it is for a government official to offer me a job," he said with a chuckle. "Well at least you didn't try to kidnap me. Is there any specific job requirements I'm supposed to live up to? Job title? Health benefits?"

"It's not my fault other government officials don't understand it's always a good idea to have the geeks on your side," Jesse said wryly. "And... no, not really. Just keep me updated if you do an experiment or run a scan and something interesting pops up?"

Barry mused on that and nodded. "That works for me. Less of a paper trail that way," he said agreeably as he added the final notes to the whiteboard. "And if weird shit comes up you want me to look into, just give me a call."

"Thanks, Barry," Jesse said, with a real, if small, smile. "Figures we're all in this together, right?"

"That's the one great thing about this island," Barry said capping the pen and tossing it back on the ledge with a little backspin. "Despite all the fucking weird crap that it throws at us, when the shit is about to hit the fan the people living here fucking stand up and fight for this place. It's fucking awesome."

He jabbed his thumb back in the direction of the warehouse district.

"I'm going home, taking a shower and probably not sleeping until I figure out else might going on. Have a good day, Ms. Mayor. I'll let you know if I fucking come up with something."

Edited 2020-08-22 05:33 (UTC)

"Happy to fucking hear it," Jesse said, like a dork.

The whiteboard looks a bit more orderly today, with the word NIGHTMARES in big red letters in the center. Transmits tru touch? says one sole word to its left.

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Edited 2020-08-21 06:28 (UTC)

Adding to the list of items on the board were:
1. Creatures causing the nightmares
2. Possible psychic parasites
3. Not weather related
4. Light may work against them? Maybe. Who knows?

LUCIFER DAY.

Edited 2020-08-21 06:09 (UTC)

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