Betrayal at House on the Hill

[angelcage]

[ 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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[ He's pouting, and it's followed by a full-body slouch, arms slack and head bowed, like a marionette with half its strings cut. Just drag him into the room, III, he's not volunteering for this on his own. ]

[aliiiens]

[You can't out-stubborn III, Yuma, his brother is IV. He has resistance of steel. He makes an irritated noise and marches right in, blood getting on his shoes, and only turns when his arm is inevitably jerked back.]

Come on. Where did you see the dagger?

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[ Yuma, on the other hand, gets bullied into doing unpleasant and tedious and annoying tasks by just about everyone he knows, so in this regard he was always set to lose. ]

It was just there on the floor. [ A little distorted; his free hand is plugging his nose again. ] In the middle.

[aliiiens]

[Okay, clearly Yuma is not going to be any help. Sigh, he'll have to do this solo.

--Well, except as he goes further in he can see that the dagger is indeed just in the middle of the floor like Yuma said, so he was some help after all. It doesn't look...too sinister? Forget caution, III decides to just reach out and pick it up, with his arm still awkwardly extended behind him. This handcuff thing is really annoying.]

[angelcage]

[ It's less a dagger and more a twisted shard of iron with a hilt, grooves set into it shaped in mysterious symbols, stained with blood. Despite the state of the room, it's not wet. ]

[aliiiens]

[Well, that was oddly underwhelming, but at least this thing is pretty cool looking. In other circumstances he might stop to analyze it, but he'll just pocket it for now. Don't you feel silly Yuma??]

There's no point in going back the way we came. Have you gone through any of the other doors?

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[ No he feels completely justified. There's no way he's getting his deposit back.

At the question, he shakes his head. ]

No, I went straight back downstairs.

[ As it is, the door they entered is on the western wall; there are two more doors, on the eastern and southern walls.

Pick a door, III, so this wet blanket can dry out and stop being so miserable. And nasally. ]

[aliiiens]

[Well, might as well do this methodically then. The north door leads to a wall, which is annoying, so instead he leads them straight across, through the east door. Yes, they're stepping through all the blood.]

[angelcage]

[ The eastern door leads to the Statuary Corridor ]