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[dont_turn_around]

There's a new building on the shores of the lake.

(Well, I say new...)

It appeared as if built overnight, but instead of being snug and pretty like so many new buildings, it looks as if it's been there for a hundred years, and empty for a hundred more. Walls have fallen in, and ivy crawls up those that remain. The windows are as empty as a skull's eyes. The pathway to what was once the front gate is overgrown.

It was clearly once a majestic place, its grey structure an imposing sight, but now ...



It is not empty.



[ooc: Open for exploring. Please email me at minorblue(at)gmail(dot)com or PM me if you have any questions.)

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[guppy_sandhu]

What the heck is this thing?!

Guppy isn't sure whether it's sensible to go through the door or not. So he hovers at the gate and takes some pictures on his phone.

[dont_turn_around]

A shadow moves behind a window.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Hello?"

Guppy doesn't come closer. It might be dangerous. He tries to think what to say in these circumstances.

"Who are you? Are you new?" Beat. "I come in peace."

Honestly, seven and a half years in this place and the best you can come up with is 'I come in peace'?

[balancingminds]

Charles doesn't wan to go in the house but he wants to know about it. One of the windows is broken and he looks into it, tracing the symbol that's on the windowsill.

His shields seem to be coming apart worse than ever and he has a hard time knowing what's his fear and worry and what doesn't belong to him.

[dont_turn_around]

See you.

[balancingminds]

It feels like there is someone else here and he doesn't stop tracing as he looks around then inside.

He wants to know but when he went searching with his mind before it wasn't good. So he sends out a cautious mental tendril just to check for the presence of another mind.

[hadyougoing]

Oh are you kidding?

With the week she's having, no way is she going into the creepy house she's never seen before.

It's kind of a shame, because it looks like a great place to summon and/or kill demons. It reminds her a little of Cold Oak.

[dont_turn_around]

[ever_lovin]

Something keeps pulling him back to the forest; pride, fear or stubbornness maybe.

He finds the new building and its shape echos his recent nightmare. He stands and stares, lost as to what it means.

[dont_turn_around]

[ever_lovin]

Ta heck wit' it, he thinks, advancing but watching the windows and shadows. No way he's being taken for a chicken.

[a1enzo]

What.

Not that inexplicable new things around here are in any way abnormal, but the timing and the creepiness factor and just...

What.

[dont_turn_around]

See you.

[a1enzo]

Enzo (skin crawling) strides determinedly toward the building, while switching on his forcefield unit and fingering his stunner, because he's not an idiot.

He peers in a window.

[scots_wolf]

A new building, quite elaborate.

Just appeared. This place is so weird!

Urquhart is powerfully curious, but careful. So he approaches slowly, casually, watching and listening for a sign of anything that might be sneaking up to attack.

[dont_turn_around]

Rustle of vines.

Creak of tree branches.

Whisper of grass.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart walks quietly up the overgrown pathway, approaching the doors.

He wants to know what's hiding here, scaring everybody this badly!

[iambetadraconis]

Where am I?

What am I doing here?

A forest?

How did I get here?

What is that?

Some kind of house?

Who lives there?

[dont_turn_around]

[iambetadraconis]

Left hand clutching his now-lit wand, he advances. Despite the [it sounds so much like his mother] screaming in his mind to get out [Don't go! It will take you and you will be gone!] he investigates.

His curiosity could almost be trace-like.

[eight_or_eleven]

Again Strength and Wheel enter the forest, but this time, they are short two lions.

Shujaa and Utani flatly refused to enter the forest this time, and are waiting by the lake shore for the cards to return.

"It gets worse and worse the longer it lingers." Wheel

"And I still can't decipher what it is we're dealing with." Strength.

Before them, the run-down house looms.

[dont_turn_around]

Shadows shift and play behind the windows.

[turn_the_wheel]

The shadow has not gone unnoticed.

"Do we ... investigate?"

"Without back-up?"

"It's not like we're not capable on our own."

"True. But perhaps we can investigate without going in?"

[noble_6]

You can only wander around the upstairs for so long before people start looking at you funny. Heading outside beats the hell out of going back to bed.

Natalie's original plan was run around the lake, or maybe the paths in the woods. The building on the shore has all her attention now.

It's weirdly familiar.

There is a man in the corner of the room.

She walks to the threshold and pushes the front door open.

[dont_turn_around]

The air is cold.

There are stones on the floor from the collapsed wall, and debris everywhere--abandoned medical supplies, crumpled papers, a small cloth doll.

The light shifts and dances from the ivy that hangs over the windows.