[wanda nods as claude explains his situation with the mountain and trying to get off of it, only to be turned upside down and over, dumped on some rocks.]

—it must be some kind of mesmerism. Or a really strong space-time looping spell.

[she says quietly. there's always been stories of places that are impossible to leave, usually with witchcraft, of going around in circles until some bargain is met or one is able to outsmart whatever ghoulish thing is creating the loop.

wanda wonders if she could counter it with her own magic? but then claude continues.]

The dead? [actually, yes, but how did he—?] Yes, they've pulled out from the ground, but they keep close to the shrines in the forests or just off the paths.

[it's happening there, too?]

Our animals are sick, crops are failing. Things aren't — great. I'm not sure if you will be experiencing the same, too.

[she reaches forward with a hand regardless, just close enough to be there but not touch, and lets her magic lace onto his shoulder with its curative powers. it won't heal the wound entirely, but it ought to ease most of the pain he feels.]

But if you are also having the dead up and walking around...

[is it spreading all over abraxas?]