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"its foggy out tonight, i think you should head home" (moon mask)

[[walking thru the forest]] "dont go that way, you'll wake it up" (no further explanation)(disembodied voice)

FIRST PERSON POV --- shaky hands, audible breathing, funky (LAVENDER TOWN???) + quiet bg noise or music, slight bob to the camera when walking??

occasionally uncanny valley people just standing there, heads turn to watch as [[pov]] walks by

[[pov]] gets to a cabin (home or just like a random place), things are just sorta off (bg music changes, faint [[pov]] heartbeat???, half glances in the corner of the screen <<eg: big hand things (jewlery wire stuff), the moon people, occasional just like eyes or something>>

[[pov]] sits in the middle of an old couch/at a table or smth, ppl in the paper mache masks set "food" in front of [[pov]] (just like clay/cardboard painted to look slightly rotted), moon/mask people sprinkle something over the dish before pushing it towards [[pov]] "its just salt, darling, eat up" ----------> moon guy sits across from [[pov]]

((pov splits, person in normal clothes + one of those whole face paper masks?? = [[pov]], camera placed wide angle, empty space behind both. eyes + hands behind [[//pov\\]] {{im putting it like that since its not the act pov anymore}}

I HAVE SEMI PERMANENT INDENTS ON MY SHOULDERS FROM UGLY ASS LEOTARDS THAT CREATE THE DYSPHORIAS RAHHAHAH

the people of district 4 don't fully comprehend these statues are of, why they drape their heads with fabric, what the symbols mean, or if anyone will answer to the chants they say to the sky/the ground... but there is hope in something greater than them, than panem and the capitol, and that alone brings them comfort.

perhaps when i say his ashen wrinkled face i will feel a greater remorse