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Quintus looks up at Thomas, "...hmm? Oh...sure, if the doll didn't expect it then I guess its ok."

Amada, what are you doing when Thomas goes to get a drink?

Amada blinks his eyes as he refocuses on the conversation. Talking to this stranger was... cryptic, to say the least. Shimmerford road... that should be somewhere outside I suppose? I’ll have to ask another villager about that and see if something matching has happened in the past, else I suppose I’ll keep an eye out...

”You say you’re not from around these parts? Then, why is the Witch targeting you with these visions? Have you possibly encountered it before somewhere?”

“I don’t know. I have to figure it out. It’s trying to make me do something and I have to make sure I don’t... ah gods, what if telling you was what it wanted? No, no, it couldn’t have known I would talk..."

“It’s in my nightmares... Go on, laugh!” Quintus snaps. “Laugh at the paranoid madman! Ever since I came too close to this damned town, I can’t get rid of it. It shows up and doesn’t say anything but when I wake up, I know things. Six and four dead on the Shimmerford road. But how? But why? Is the witch causing it? What does that have to do with the mosquitoes? And why is someone stealing shovels? I don’t even know how I know it... Maybe I’m supposed to cause it."

Amada

The man drops the doll on the ground, “An idiot. An absolute idiot...” The man laughs sadly to himself, before jerking himself upright. “Oh, wait, you’re... where are my manners? Sorry. Introductions. I’m Quintus. Quintus Chevunier. Just visiting...thanks to this doll.”

Amada

“It’s following me. Ha...hah hahaha! Of course its following me. I’m being stalked by a doll!” Quintus crushes the paper in his hands. “’The iron cave will fall’... what is that supposed to mean? What do you want from me?!”