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#140
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Rainbowfox Ari
The Weaver of Tales
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The Ghosts find that the upstairs bathroom seems as though it has not been used in a very long time. Rust scrapes at the sides of the sink and tub, and the toilet's lid is rusted shut. Something in here smells like copper, and there's damp chilliness in the air that seems anything but comforting. On the inside, the door has been locked quite handily with the shaft of what looks like a pickaxe driven through both the door and wall, wedged firmly in both places. That door is painted white, with tidbits of rust and reddish mold creeping toward the handle.
Overall, the bathroom is dingy, dank, and dark - with only the light of the moon providing any sort of illumination. Even so, there is an ancient light-switch on the wall that, once flicked, provides twin cones of dim light around the toilet and sink. Once the place is lit up, it doesn't help matters any.
What first looked to be just rust-coating in the tub turns out to be a writhing, slimy mass of worms and maggots, crawling all over something that looks vaguely human-shaped that had been propped in the tub. Maybe it WAS a human once, but at the moment, it was dinner for some very hungry invertebrates. The walls team with insects too, disturbed from their various caverns by the light, and they swarm down toward the Bats, over their feet, hands, and clothes, and out the open window into the night. A few rats take umbrage to the disturbance, and scurry from the open tile floor to holes in the walls.
The entire bathroom is done up in a weird sort of pastel green that was common during the Victorian age for decorating. It screamed opulence, while the rest of the room screamed neglect. Whatever, or whoever, was in that tub had a clearly recognizable hand clutching the rim of the footed tub, once the worms and maggots had all moved to a more centralized area, away from the light. The skeletal remains of fingers wore various rings, but one stood out as a jet-black - albeit rusted - ring, edged by sapphires and diamonds.
Somewhere in that mass of writhing, roiling worms something silver glinted in the moonlight, and the overhead light caught it as well. In the sink was the golden gleam of a ring of keys - being guarded there by a rather large snake that had coiled itself around the faucet head, and was resting in the basin. There was also, inexplicably, an axe lodged in one side of the cabinets facing the door.
YOU MAY:
- Take the ring
- Fish out the key from the tub
- Brave the snake to grab the keyring
- Take the axe and break the shaft holding the door closed
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Posted 11-01-2017, 02:52 PM
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