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Betrayal at House on the Hill

[ You sleep, the ground cold beneath your cheek. The ground is hard as stone, cold marble beneath a fine layer of dust that doesn't come anywhere near acting as a cushion. The dust stirs with your breathing.

>> Wake up ]

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[ the door swings open to a room badly charred. There's remnants of a bonfire held in the middle, chair legs thrown in the pyre and old newspaper in fragmentary singed scraps, and the walls and floor blackened as evidence of a long ago fire.

But you can still tell it was a sitting room, once. ]

[Looks around, treading lightly. Anything legible in that burned newspaper?]

[ Nothing useful, really.

But in the rest of the charred room, sitting strangely pristine in the center of the bonfire— apparently immune to burning— is a somber mask. ]