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POV: #DeadbyDaylight is a domain of the Hunt from Season 5 of #TheMagnusArchives. The fear of being hunted by an unstoppable killer.
POV 2: I want a #TheMagnusProtocol Chapter. Killer: Mr. Bonzo (obvious); Survivors: Sam and Alice (maybe?).
Thanks for reading my crude thoughts!

ACTUALIZACIÓN: Le he hecho unos cambios (gracias @rethis por las sugerencias! y gracias a la gente que me ha dado feedback extra en el tema de los iconos). He aprovechado para corregir un par de cosillas en el texto (se quedaban algunas palabras sueltas que no me gustaban nada, y ahora ya está mejor).

Puede que esto sea una de las cosas más nerdas que he hecho, pero cuando escuché el episodio 111 me dieron ganas de plasmar visualmente todo lo que contaba el capítulo. No soy artista ni ilustradora, pero sí diseñadora, así que se me ocurrió probar a hacer un cartel.

El personaje que cuenta todo esto en el podcast pone como ejemplo los colores, así que una rueda cromática con los 14 miedos me pareció una idea interesante.

Me lo he pasado genial haciéndolo. Y a la vez me da mucha vergüenza compartir esto. Puede que haga cambios en el diseño, no lo descarto. Lo pondré más adelante para descargar en pdf por si a alguien le interesara en algún momento.

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#FanPrompt "Bay" Harriet/Karolina #TheMagnusArchives

Harriet Fairchild stood on the deck of her sailboat, the Open Sky, and stripped off her clothes. Leaving her vessel to drift where it would, she plunged into the sea.

It was a warm summer day, and the water of the Atlantic felt pleasant against her skin. She rolled onto her back and floated, gazing adoringly at the clear blue sky.

She didn't know how long she floated. Nor did she worry about being able to find the Open Sky again. The Vast would take her where it wished. She'd either find safe harbor again or she wouldn't. All that mattered was the grandness of the ocean below her and the endless expanse of sky above her.

"Are you okay?" a voice called.

Harriet shifted to treading water, looking to see who had called to her. She saw that it was a woman about her age in a canoe. Looking around, Harriet realized she'd drifted into a shallow bay.

"I'm fine," Harriet answered.

"Here," the woman said. She paddled closer, extending a hand for Harriet to take. Then, as Harriet's body left the water for the boat, she gasped. "You're naked."

"That I am. I took my clothes off," Harriet said. "Harriet Fairchild."

The woman had adverted her eyes and was looking pointedly over Harriet's shoulder. She handed Harriet a towel.

"Karolina Górka," she said. "So, um, what's a fellow Brit doing off the coast of Florida? And why did you take off your clothes?"

"Dad's got a vacation home here. You?"

"I'm staying with my cousin for the summer," Karolina said. "She insisted. Said it would be good for me after, um, what happened. I told her I was fine, but, well, all expenses paid vacation. Couldn't turn that down."

"What happened?"

"Bad experience underground," Karolina said vaguely. She was still pointedly avoiding looking at Karolina's naked body. Karolina shifted positions and pushed the towel she'd wrapped around herself back, so her breasts were more visible. And she spread her legs just enough to catch the attention of Karolina's peripheral vision, causing an embarrassed blush to creep across Karolina's cheeks.

Harriet suppressed a chuckle and then caught sight of the small pile of dirt in the canoe at Karolina's feet. It looked too dark to be sand. She furrowed her brow, looking at Karolina intently.

"You had a run in with the Buried," she summarized finally.

Karolina looked at her in surprise, but Harriet was still naked, so she looked away just as quickly.

"It has a name?"

"Yup," Harriet said. "Me - my whole family, really - we're with its opposite."

"What's its opposite?"

Harriet waved an arm, encompassing the whole of the sea and sky around them. "All of this. The Vast."

"How does one, what you said, be with the Vast?"

Comfort listening to old TMA, as you do.

> And then I noticed the crack.
>
> It seemed to split the floor right down the middle; it was jagged, vicious, like something had torn out the ground with a hook. It was maybe a foot across at its widest, and so dark inside it made my teeth ache. I’m not sure how I saw it. Thinking now I know that there wasn’t any light down there, but… that horrid gap was clear as day, darker than just the simple lack of light that surrounded it. And then I was at the edge looking down, and those eight spindly arms reaching up to pull me in. I couldn’t have screamed even if I wanted to.

Me: _Segestria florentina_.

The Archivist: …Are you *sure*?

Me: South of England, lives in a crack, waits for prey with legs hanging out? _S. florentina_.

The Archivist: It's just, it sounds like it was rather la—

Me: That's how you can rule out _Segestria senoculata_. Way smaller.

Comparison images:
- https://www.inaturalist.org/observations/44374986
- https://srs.britishspiders.org.uk/portal.php/p/Picture/r/view/s/Segestria+florentinas+waiting+for+prey
- https://www.inaturalist.org/observations/28929555

More info (PDF): https://britishspiders.org.uk/sites/default/files/2020-08/Segestria_online.pdf

Transcript and links: https://snarp.github.io/magnus_archives_transcripts/episode/114.html

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The main antagonist of season 1 of popular British horror podcast The Magnus Archives^1 is a woman named Jane Prentiss whose body is riddled with a "colony" of unidentified endoparasites only referred to as "worms".^2 They are explicitly described as segmented, with dark colouration at one end (whether anterior or posterior is never specified).^3 In the plethora of fan works, these "worms" are often interpreted as annelids;^4 in non-paranormal alternate universe fan works, Jane Prentiss is sometimes portrayed as keeping earthworms.^5,6 However, certain life history traits and behaviours of the "worms" are atypical of Annelida, e.g. the paucity of terrestrial annelid endoparasites and carrion-eaters;^7 and the "worms"' ability to leap great distances.^8 Instead, I propose that fly or beetle larvae are more consistent with what we know both of endoparasite/carrion-feeder biology and of Jane Prentiss's "worms"; and that the popularity of the annelid interpretation bespeaks general "arthropod illiteracy" in broader culture. In this essay I will

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