Another SG, Localization Survey and Nightmare Approaches
We have reached the next Stretch Goal thank you all for your support it is greatly appreciated.
A survey will go out after the campaign asking localization preferences. This will guide us for the production of the localization packs.
Approaches to Submitting Your Nightmare
Here is example of how a backer tailored his submission by writing it in the context of Ghost Star.
For Meg Ohtani, life is a ticking clock of both mind and body. Her mind seeks the rush of danger when time of the essence. It compelled her to explore this station. But her body also counts down, a biological clock urging her toward the precious thing she has delayed for her career: a child. Then she boarded the station and saw the face of her mentor, Colonel Lightheizer: the father of the man she loved back home. They had mourned the Colonel and found each other in that grief. Now he is here, his soul trapped on this very station, reaching out to her. As she finally allows her mind to think upon his son, her lover, the floodgates open. She feels a swelling of pride from her former mentor, and the sense that he would have welcomed her into their family.
The warmth is gone before it can take hold. Instead, she feels a twisting in her abdomen and looks down to see that she is pregnant. The child twists and claws inside of her, until it rips itself free, then the sensation is gone, replaced by a vision of a home on Earth. She sees herself screaming at someone: her lover, the Colonel’s son. Hiding behind his legs is a small child, their son. The other Meg screams that the child isn’t a child at all but an entity, a creature of this station intent on brutalizing them all for her trespass aboard the station. Other Meg lunges, stabbing her lover in the gut twice before jamming the knife through his eye socket and into his brain.
Shocked into sanity by her own actions, Other Meg falls to her knees before her son and his dying father, begging for forgiveness, falling apart, knowing what she has done was born of madness. She takes the frightened child into her arms, and the little boy whispers in her ear . . .
“You were right.”
Then he rips her throat out with his teeth, smiling all the while . . .
If she can’t overcome the entities that haunt this station, she will return home broken, if she returns at all, and her family will suffer for her weakness here. She would be better off dead. She wonders, not for the first time, what might happen if she turned all of her discipline, her emotions, her weapons of telepathic war . . . against herself.
Thank you again for all your support.