WTTQ NIGHTFALL REPORT: “The Chapel and Cemetery — Soft Dirt, Hard Secrets”

Tucked behind the weeping boughs and half-forgotten benches near the Hollow Tree lies the Retreat’s oldest zone — a patch of land that doesn’t change quite as quickly as the rest. Maybe because it’s anchored by memory. Maybe because something is buried there that doesn’t want to move.

The Chapel
Small. Crooked. There are too many windows for how few walls remain.
The door opens only if you hum — and only if your hum is key to the Retreat’s mood that day. Inside:

The Chapel is where memories are laid to rest.

A pew holds a stack of postcards no one remembers writing.
The stained glass sometimes shows your face… aged. Or altered.
The choir loft is empty — except on certain nights, when Raine swears she hears Casey and Rachel's laughter echoing in harmony with something not human.

On the altar is a book with no title, full of unfinished prayers and apology notes.
Raine found one signed:
“— G. (Tell her the cats forgave me)”

The Cemetery
Behind the gravestones is a bench where Dandy often sits in disguise, claiming he’s “just waiting for lentils to sprout.”
Sometimes the grass parts to reveal:
A cracked mirror facing downward in the soil
A cat collar with no cat attached, still purring faintly
And once, a matchbook from the Basement Club, scorched and damp, with the phrase “I was never really here.”

The Cemetery is where memories wait to come back.

Raine: “At night, the headstones glow faintly. Not white. Not blue.

More like... unfinished sentences.”

“There’s something under the chapel. I heard a thump. Or a beat. Or breathing. Not sure which yet.”

They say you shouldn't dig in the Retreat.
Not because it's cursed (it is).
Not because something might crawl out (it might).
But because the ground tells the truth, most visitors would rather not hear it.
But Raine? She brought a flashlight, a flask, and the shovel called “Whisper’s Edge.”

Grave Four: “ctrl+z”
Everyone thought this was a joke.
Until Raine dug down and found… herself. Not dead. Not alive.
Just paused.

Grave Five: Unlisted, Behind the Chapel

Eyes open. Lips are almost moving. A second Raine — or a version that stayed behind in case she regretted the first move.
Raine whispered: “I remember being her.”
And covered the grave again. With both hands shaking.

No marker. No grass. Just soft earth.
Dandy claimed he once saw Dr. Parallax visiting it in silence.
When Raine dug it up, she found a sealed envelope: To Grumbachr: “If you find this, stop painting me. I don’t want you to come back.”

Final Thoughts:

The Retreat is a magnet for all kinds of beings: poets, partiers, phantom cats.
But behind the Chapel, past the flickering lantern tree, sits a row of peculiar headstones — newer than the others, but unnervingly aged.
Locals call them “The Mausoleum of Misconnection.”

According to whispers from Rachel (half-sober) and Dr. Parallax (never sober in time), these are not graves in the traditional sense, but rather, emotional anchor points.

They mark where Anjelikka let go — or tried to.

Raine's Summary: “Yes, Anjelikka’s exes are buried here — not in flesh, but in form.
Some loved her. Some haunted her. Some only existed because she did.
And all of them still whisper, late at night, when the Retreat forgets to forget.”