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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[runawaystory]

[eyebrows shooting up at the mention of Lucifer. because at least she hasn't been face to face with the literal Father of Lies. yet.]

That's a lot of kidnapping going on.

[dendarii]

Layers upon layers of it, even.

[ His expression hardens, though, as he reads the contents of the letter. ]

... And it may be the fault of one of us.

[runawaystory]

[peering over his shoulder to read the letter]

...Oh. Well. That's just dandy, isn't it? Juuust dandy.

[dendarii]

Well I can tell you it isn't me. I've no powers of that sort at all.

[runawaystory]

How do we even know it's true? Maybe someone left it here just to mess with us.

[dendarii]

Also entirely possible. No reason to break up the group, anyway.

[runawaystory]

No objections here. Safety in numbers and all that.

[dendarii]

Agreed. Shall we see what other rooms are in this place?

[runawaystory]

Do we have a choice? ...Left or right?

[dendarii]

May as well just pick at random.

[ Miles leads the way to the left, dragging Mordred behind him. ]

[runawaystory]

[...staying on Miles' far side, away from the suddenly and suspiciously docile armor person]

[angelcage]

Enter the ballroom.