Prelude: The House Whose Walls Dripped Blood
- jigglypuff69
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Jonnie looks at the 'comrade' and raises an eyebrow, "Pumpin' it, huh? Just like a heart or more like a gizmo or somethin'?" He looks around, half expecting a light switch or something to turn it off.
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Cora turns to the others with almost no emotion on her face. "The blood is real but for the life of me I can't figure out how its flowing from the wall. I think we need to move on, so I can find its source". The young woman disengages herself from the wall and places her sample in her bag...
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- Hayabusa
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"That stuff usually coagulates, right? I mean the blood," Moxley says and waits for the two investigators to gather their stuff again before continuing and now search for a source of the blood flow.
"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us."
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"Yis, but et often takes a bit for ze blood to finish pooling. Et only coagulates quickly en your body due to clotting factors and such."
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- Hayabusa
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"I know, honey," Moxley replies. "What I meant is if that is no 'natural' phenomenon someone would have to put a lot of work in making sure it's not rotting or coagulating. Let's check the other side of the wall and then upstairs," she adds, already beginning to look for the closest passage through or around the wall.
"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us."
- Eanwulf
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Debating the issue of what could be causing the blood to flow, our four friends and their mascot test the walls' stability. Seemingly sound enough, the group ponders the possibility of pounding their way through to the other side or continuing onward to perhaps find another means of way in. In any event, Woofie's ears once more perk up and he tugs against his leash, wishing to continue onwards.
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- jigglypuff69
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"What's that boy? Timmy's in the well? Again? Ok. Let's get this road on the show! Go get em', Woofie!", Joinnie says with a grin and a scratch behind the big hound's ears. "We're back on the scent, kids! Follow the dog leading the other dawg!"
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Woofie lets out a gruff and hearty *WOOF* then proceeds to drag his owner forward. Leading the group along the halls whose walls bleed blood, our lovable canine friend ushers them off in a lightning bolt pattern down the hallway. Now winding their way this way and that, the group continues along the employee's corridor; marveling somewhat skeptically at the fact that the way ahead appears to be bleeding from the walls in some kind of an actual 'response' to their presence being there. In time the group follows Woofie's lead and rounds another corner, this time leading into a hall filled with multiple doorways on one side. As the group rounds the corner, Woofie suddenly yalps out loud and immediately turns about to dart between Jonnie's legs!
Scuttling its way upside-down along the top of the ceiling up ahead, the spectral figure of a blurred and nearly faceless man wearing a bloody orange prison jumpsuit scampers its way towards the party!
Scuttling its way upside-down along the top of the ceiling up ahead, the spectral figure of a blurred and nearly faceless man wearing a bloody orange prison jumpsuit scampers its way towards the party!
When Life Hands You Razorblades. You Make A Baseball Bat Covered In Razorblades!