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

[dishonestliving]

I've only got so much luck to press, I know when to walk away from the table! You people were the ones into all that weird mystic mumbo-jumbo, not me. I've had enough for more than a lifetime!

[runawaystory]

I walked away from all of that too. It's not my fault it didn't walk away from me.

[dishonestliving]

It'd be pretty tough to, wouldn't it? You were pretty attached, last I remember.

[runawaystory]

I got it exorcised, remember? Same deal that got you your cash?

[dishonestliving]

And that cash didn't stick around long, so forgive me for having my doubts about what happened with the rest of that deal.

[runawaystory]

I think you can blame that on yourself.

[dishonestliving]

There are so many people more deserving of blame for that than me! I am a helpless victim of the vagaries of fate, nevertheless doing her best to wipe the slate clean and move forward to a new and unsullied future~

[runawaystory]

[eyebrows are raised rn]

Uh huh. Sure. And you diving head first into the high life had aaabsolutely nothing to do with anything.

[dishonestliving]

Envy is a terrible look for you. Just because you were left a penniless old maid due to your...affliction...doesn't mean you should take it out on me.

[runawaystory]

Mmhmm. Sure.

[dishonestliving]

Exactly.

Now, I'm going to find someone to get me out of this place. Try not to let your bad luck mess it up, please.