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

[withintreason]

[ god you talk too much

siiighs ]

And?

Re: ABANNDONED ROOM - GROUND LEVEL

[runawaystory]

[excuse you, I'm kind of freaking out here ok]

It was already dead.

[trashenough]

[ From the door they just came from emerges two boys — one, unconscious, is dressed like a Roman shoulder and is thrown over the shoulder of the other, awake, wearing drums on his back and an otherwise really... festive outfit.

He jolts back — the jostle is loud for the whole ARMOR against DRUMS thing. ]

Woah! There are other people here!

[runawaystory]

[lady in her twenties dressed like someone out of 1930s New York. looks equally startled.]

What?

[withintreason]

[ god this really is the circus

she frowns, having opened her mouth to say something, but she just turns to look at yuma -- and makes a frown.

what the fuck ]

[trashenough]

[ He tries to point but he winds up shaking his cuffed hand, which involves shaking III's cuffed hand too. ]

You! Where did you guys come from? Where is this?! What the hell is this?!?

[runawaystory]

...We've been here all along. There's, what. Eight of us altogether? Where have you been?

[withintreason]

[ actually ]

Hey, you.

[ to yuma ]

Tone it down, or you'll meet the sharp end of my sword. I'm in a shitty mood right now, you see.

[trashenough]

I've been here too! [ He's frowning and stamps a foot, but he stops shouting, so that's a plus. ] I woke up here and I tried lookin' around for a way out and wound up in a room full of blood and then a cage and then in that room and then here.

You're the first people I've seen this whole time, except III. [ "Three." ]

[runawaystory]

I guess you must've woken up after the rest of us... Anyway. You're not alone. But we did split up. ...I guess the house is pretty big.

[withintreason]

[ sighs, quiet. letting the conversation go - she's not actually going to interject probably friends she's just gonna chill

or

burn

you know ]

[angelcage]

[ The madman, hovering in the doorway speaks aloud: ]

It all ends. Flame. Blood. The blood in your veins. The blood of the king is your blood. Spilled.

[withintreason]

[ SNARLS ]

Shut your damn trap!

[trashenough]

[ Jolts backwards again — III's feet hit the closed door behind him and also the wall. ]

Hey, hey! If I have to tone it down, so do you!

[withintreason]

[ ggggrrrroansss puts her hand on her face ]

Shut up.

[ quieter, this time ]

[runawaystory]

...Moving right along.

[turns to Yuma]

How've you been doing, kid?

[trashenough]

Eh? Uh...

[ He shakes his head, getting serious. ]

I'm fine, but my friend hasn't woken up yet.

[runawaystory]

It's happened to others, I'm not sure why. First it was her [points at Mordred] but then she woke up and then he fell asleep [points at Miles, handcuffed to Mordred] so... I'm not quite sure if that's a pattern or just coincidence.

[trashenough]

Is that it...

[ Looks at III again and moves a bit away from the door so his boots stop hitting the wall and junk. ]

So everybody just woke up here?

[runawaystory]

Pretty much. Just us and a lot of dust. There was a note in the front hall, though... Did you see it?