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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Re: ABANNDONED ROOM - GROUND LEVEL

[angelcage]

[ in the darkness, you couldn't see him, but now behind Mordred:

a pair of hands grab the knight, making them face him. a raving man, shouting. Desperate, in a harsh whisper: ]

Wait. Wait.

The darkness draws closer! A sword in the stone, a sword hangs above your head! Off! All crumbling, all nations crumbling— your nation! Crumble!

Look at me. Acknowledge me.

Re: ABANNDONED ROOM - GROUND LEVEL

[withintreason]

[ LMAO ]

What—

[ there isn't any emotion that can be shown in the knight's face, but there's a pause, and ]

A ghost, are you? You're speaking too much!

[ >JUST FUCKING CUTS THIS MAN DOWN ]

[angelcage]

[ The man catches the blade between his bare palms— they're cut into, and bleed from the force but he's holding the blade still. He's equal to your strength, somehow, and the blade does not cut through. His blood runs down the blade, and pained, he howls. ]

Traitor! Ingrate! Ruiner! Please. Please don't!

[withintreason]

[ nice

pulling the blade back and swinging again, trying, to, fucking, cut, THIS, MAN, DOWN ]

[runawaystory]

[getting over her initial shock--]

Okay, okay, let's just, let's just all calm down, please? Everyone?

[withintreason]

[ NO

IT'S MURDER TIME ]

[runawaystory]

[WHY CAN'T IT BE RUN AWAY TIME???]

[angelcage]

[ He howls, as he's cut into— but does not die.

He's bleeding, but he just falls to his knees, clinging to the knight's shins. He's babbling repeating: ]

No please don't, no please don't, no please don't.

[withintreason]

[ jesus ]

Back! Get off of me, you—!

[ TRYNA STEP AWAY, POSSIBLY STABBING AT HANDS, ]

[angelcage]

[ He starts crying, clinging, refusing to let go even as the sword stabs into him.

In the dark you can't see, but he seems too vital. Still utterly unweakened by any wound inflicted on him, for all the blood you know he must have lost. ]

[runawaystory]

[at this point, just trying to stay out of their way]

Stop, stop, it's not working, it's not working!

[not that Rosalie wants it to work, she doesn't want to see anyone die--]

Let's just get out of here.

[withintreason]

[ i want to kill

snarls, kicking the man away and just ]

Back, woman.

[ pick a fucking door and leave ]

[runawaystory]

[continuing east at top speed, heels clicking on the floor]

[angelcage]

[ The two of you proceed to the Organ Room.

The madman follows, leaving some distance between him and the knight, sniveling. ]