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 ]

Comments

[withintreason]

[ why are humans so ]

This had better not be a trap. Understand that if you make the slightest false move, I'll cut you down before you can blink.

[angelcage]

Please don't. . . [ Deep breaths, to stop herself from hyperventilating ]

Please don't hurt me. [ In the same small voice, she agrees: ]

I know.

It isn't.

[withintreason]

[ takes a moment or two, watching her, and clicks her teeth - before moving to cut the bonds with her blade. ]

[angelcage]

[ She stiffens, still unable to see as Mordred's blade cuts her free. When her hands are free, the first thing she does is move them up to her blindfold, and yank it down.

She turns to look at Mordred. Her and her awful burns, her sleepwalking partner.

Then— at the door behind them. No one else coming it through it, not yet. ]

We can't stay here.

There's. . .

I heard about a ritual.

[withintreason]

Obviously, you were part of one.

[angelcage]

[ She shakes her head. ]

Not yet.

They needed. . .

I'm not sure. [ She hangs her head. ] I think he thought I was passed out.

But something about rats.

[withintreason]

[ ???? ]

Rats?

[angelcage]

[ She nods ]

Someone can control them?

And summon them.

I don't understand why. . .

But he needed them.

[withintreason]

[ . . . thoughtful, for a moment ]

And he's returning here - to sacrifice you, presumably.

[ . . .

turns, to leave ]

[angelcage]

[ Unbound, she staggers to her feet to follow. ]

You can still. . .

You can stop his ritual!

[withintreason]

And why should I?

[angelcage]

Do you want to die?

[ She sounds almost incredulous. ]

[withintreason]

Of course, I won't die. There isn't anything powerful enough to kill me here.

[angelcage]

[ She looks at her burns anxiously and doesn't say anything at all. ]

[dendarii]

She's right on some level. We've already been through quite a lot. I'd say we'll be fine here.

[angelcage]

Even if he finishes the ritual?

[ She twists her hands, anxiously. ]

[dendarii]

We'll stop him first, of course. And deal with the rest after.

[angelcage]

Alright.

[ She looks down at her feet, then sets her jaw. ]

I can't fight.

But if I can.

I'll help.

[dendarii]

... Mmm. I know you will. Come on, let's get moving again.

[angelcage]

[ She nods a few times, and moves closer to follow—

Jumping back when she notices the madman.

. . . then moving closer again when she realizes she's jumped back into the pentagram circle. ]

[dendarii]

[ Thaaat's. Probably a bad idea. Miles gently reaches out for her wrist. ]

Here, this way. Don't mind him.

[angelcage]

[ She lets him lead her. ]

Um.

I'll . . . try . . .

[angelcage]

[ Return to the Basement Landing ]