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@ Minnow

The inside of the room was a what looked like a sitting room of sorts. THere was a square table with four chairs around it, and another door behind the table. The lights were off, and the lighting got a bit dimmer if she went inside.

The walls were bare, and on the table was a piece of paper, turned face down.

She looked around before she went over to the table. Should I take a look at it? It might be private... Her hand reached out, but she stopped herself. Then she looked at the door then the paper. Maybe the owner of the house is in there. Avoiding the temptation she walked over to the door.

@ Minnow (For simplicity, I'm giving you a flashlight. Small, fits in your hand, not overly bright. LED)

Deeper still, it was pitch black. Upon using the flashlight however showed a much larger room. It was a dinning room, with a long table and 12 chairs. No windows, and paintings lined the walls. Two more doors, one close to her adn one on the other side of the room.

There also appeared to be someone sitting in the chair, its back to her.

Relena looked at the man, recognizing him as the one she had almost run into. And the one that yelled at her. She rolled her eyes, and followed behind the girl, but found that the door slammed in her face before she could enter.

"Huh?" she said, pulling on the door, but it wouldn't open. "Oh come on! I'm this close! Let me in!" She beat on the door a few times, but found it no use. She took a few steps back and surveyed the house, trying to find another way in. As far as she could tell, three people where here. Herself, that girl, and the man. How odd that so many people would gather at the same time, for a seemingly abandoned house.

"That only makes it more interesting," she said to herself.

Jocelyn slowly crept down the hall, holding the candle stick ready. She just wanted to get out. The guest room caught her eye, maybe there was a window she could crawl out through it. She walked up to the door opening it slowly.

@ Relena

There were two windows on either side of the door, the one to teh left covered in vines, the other uncovered. Both were unlocked.

@ jocelyn

The inside was dimmly lit by a flickering candle, that looked like it had been burning only a short while. The room was small, having a small table, a bedside counter, and a bed. And judging from the covers, someone was asleep under them.

Jocelyn frowned as she saw someone in the bed, squinting to get a better look through the flickering of the candle. "U-Uhm excuse me..?" she said quietly, rapping on the door softly.

@ Jocelyn

Nothing. The figure didn't move, just lay in the bed.

Jocelyn frowned, gaining up her courage and taking a deep breath before walking to the bed. "H-Hello?" she called out again as she got closer. She moved to the side of the bed, slowly reaching out to touch the figure under the blankets.

@ Jocelyn

The blanket fell away at her touch. Laying on the bed was a corpse, it's body naked and rotting, seemingly the skin ripped away. The face was twisted up to look at her, the yellow eyes staring at ehr and it's face in an infinite scream.

The candle light flickered, and suddenly it was gone, the bed empty.

(Roll 1d6 for sanity)

Jocelyn let out a blood curdling scream, jumping back and scrambling for the door.

@ Jocelyn

But it was never there... it was just her nerves and paranoia bothering her. She was just seeing things...
The door was normal, and nothing else happened.

Her eyes gazed to the left. "Well, guess I can't pass that up," she said, making her way over to it, and ripping the vines from the window. She pushed it open, and peered inside. It was darker, so she couldn't see anything specific at that moment, so she pulled herself in, carefully. She hit the floor with a thump.

"Yes, finally," she cheered to herself. She stood up, and folded up her umbrella, looking around the room.

Jocelyn scrambled out of the room, and ran down the hall way. Imagination or not, she needed to get out. This place was giving her the creeps, and her vivid imagination was getting the best of her.

@ Relena

The room was a miniature study. several bookshelves lined the walls, and a nice looking chair was next to a turned off lamp. There was a book lying in the chair, open and face down. On the cover of the book was "The human body, mind, and their connections."

@ Jocelyn

The hallway went on, turning to teh left again. Only one door, this one locked but it seemed shaky enough to force open, if she wanted to.

Eugene dully looked at the vines. They would have to do. The rain had flattened the man's hair to his skull, and Eugene slicks the mess of hair with a hand. With a few shakes of his hand, the water is dislodged. Now, for the vines.

The wall was about twice as tall as Eugene. Everything had to be so flippin' bothersome.

Eugene took a few steps backwards. Keeping his eyes on the vine, the man would make a run for it, jumping and gritting his teeth as his hands dug into the thorns.

@ Eugene

(roll 1d6 for damage to hands.)

The vines gave a little, but there were so many of them they held his weight. With a little work he was up and over the wall. Lightning flashed and illuminated the ground around him. he was now in a treed area, but not so dense he couldn't manuver. Ahead and a bit to the left, he could see a cleared out space, with a few tombstones placed there.

This had to be the only way out, and it was locked. Jocelyn shook the door handle, getting frustrated. She then took a few steps back, taking a deep breath and then barreled her body into the door.

@ Jocelyn

The door gave way, this time showing a longer sideways room. This looked to be a storage room for... something. What appeared to be boxes were covered in sheets, some piled all the way to teh ceiling. THere were two windows in the room, both of which had the drapes pulled over them.

Cody shrugged. "I just wanted to know about the origins of the Archenstein Hall. Who built it? When was it built and why? Do you have any kind of information like that?"