A little too late, a little too much, a little bit left

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WHO: Jake Jensen
WHERE: Around the South villge
WHEN: Just before everyone takes ill
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: None noted yet.

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There was something about the mining trip that had made Jake feel a lot better about himself and this place and how life is. He needed to feel useful again, something he hadn't thought he might find here without the technology he is used to. Now things were so much better.

Or so he thought.

He got home, started cleaning things up, and in the process knocked some black dust loose from his pack. Coughing and choking, he got things to clean it up, throw it all out and thinking nothing of it with all they had done in the mine and it was no big deal.

Right until he couldn't turn a doorknob in trying to leave the Inn. It took him three tries, the last with his sleeve pulled down over his hand and it finally opens. Then he goes down to the forge to see if there's anything he can help with. Trying to open the door, his hand passing through the door.

Jake shrieks, backing up. "Oh. My. God. Did I die? Am I ghost?"

He freaks out a tiny bit as it goes on, heading back for the Inn and his house, and finding himself walking through a wall with little resistance. Oh man, this is so bad and so not good, and he's kind of freaking out as it goes on before it wears off.

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"So no. The answer is no, they don't do this." And while he's not panicking, there is a screechiness to his tones, showing that he's definitely not comfortable with this and trying to head into panic mode.

"This morning. Like now. I was cleaning up from the mining trip, and next thing I know I'm walking through walls." And what correlation is in that, he has no idea. Except maybe that cleaning is a bad choice.

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"Look, we don't know yet. Let's retrace your steps, okay?" Ty said soothingly, gesturing for the other man to lead the way. "And we should check in with the others who went on the expedition too. You might not be the only one this is happening to."

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Jake nods then, figuring that's the best option. Even if he has no idea what it could have been. "All I was doing was unpacking," he admits, but he turns to start heading for their house by the Inn. "No one I know has mentioned going invisible. Have you heard anyone talking about that?"

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"Did you bring anything back with you from the mine?" Ty asked, glancing at his wrist device to start scrolling through the networks to look for any panicking posts. Seeing none didn't really mean anything, though.

"I haven't, and the network seems to be quiet. But it'd be pretty hard to text for help if you can't touch this device."

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"Personally? Some antlers to make arrow tips, and the things I took with me," he admits, making a face - which is odd considering the wall behind him can be seen through it - and considers the options. "But no. Not really anything else," he admits. "I can't imagine shed antlers did anything like this."

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"Who knows with this place? Let me see the antlers and if they do the same thing to me, we'll know it's them." Ty offered up. He didn't think he'd freak out so much, considering he was used to it, but he wasn't looking forward to being intangible. Hopefully it would wear off, but if not, there was always seeing if the springs would reverse the effects or they could head to the hospital.

But either way, it would help to know the cause of all of this.

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He nods, moving to get his bag where he has them stored. Zipping it open, a bit more of the black powder drifts off of it. He glances back at Ty. "Stay there," he says, waving Ty back. "A bunch of that came off my clothes and I shook them out. I don't want you touching it," he says, glancing at Ty once more.