Pet Name: Mituna
Owner: Wasteland
Theme / Type: Zodiac Jinx
Collection: 4

MisticPal Name: Phobus
MisticPal Age: 4597 Days

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Level: 1
Hit Points: 22 / 22
Strength: 20
Defense: 1
Speed: 22
Intellect: 15
Misticpower: 1

Battles Won: 0
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"I've always had a fascination with storytelling. Not exactly the way one normally thinks of it, though. No, I tell stories with the piano. There's a quality to it that you just can't get in writing, a sense of emotion, I suppose. Whatever it is, it's there, and I've been getting at it for as long as I can remember. I enjoy it as it doesn't even have to be my own writing. I can use someone else's, put their dreams or fears to light and get a sense of it. There's nothing quite like it.

Lately, though, I just haven't been feeling it. Or much of anything else, actually. Something's been bugging me.

I guess I'll start at the beginning.

I work a desk job, we'll say. This place looks into things, usually nothing major, but we get the occasional bit of excitement around. Well, this one time we get in one of those more exciting stories. A block of apartments completely gone, people missing, some sort of major incident. Likely a gas explosion, though there's never been an official ruling on that. Whatever it was, it was bad. At least two were killed. I saw their charred skulls myself.

Not much else of interest was found in the rubble beyond one data CD and a burned folder labeled 'Deimos End' which contained two scraps of a map, madly scrawled with some mix of music notes and what seemed to be driving directions.

Both were signed Mituna Sagan. Perhaps this was a pseudonym, as not only was there no record of a person bearing this name living here, no record has been found of anyone, live or dead, with this name at all. We did look, but eventually shrugged and closed the file - maybe one of the former residents just thought themselves a fantasy writer. It was odd, but we've seen odd plenty of times.

...But it just didn't end there.

Years later we got the first in a series of cryptic phone calls - all that was ever on the other end was someone repeatedly screaming "wake up" over quiet, but frantic, piano music. The first time we kept them on the hook for ten minutes, trying to reason with them, before they hung up. After this happened twice more, we assumed it was just a prank caller and simply took to ignoring them.

They continued to call back once or twice a week despite this. It continued on for a few months until we blocked the number.

How is this connected to the incident, you ask?
Well, whoever it is somehow found my home number. I recently got a call from them and - on a whim, maybe - answered it.

They weren't ever just screaming "wake up".

It was "wake up, Mituna."

this log was found as a text file on the CD recovered from the wreckage, digitally signed Mituna Sagan - amateur oneironaut.
it is presented here in full without comment or speculation.
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