WEEK 7

[grimgrinningghosts]

[You've all been here for well over a month and it's getting harder and harder to keep spirits up. There has been small hope thanks to a mysterious person talking to you through your dreams. A small hope that maybe you'll be able to escape and get your friends back, but you'll have to escape first.

There are no new floors to explore, the outside area remains the same as it's always been. Might as well get comfy here.

11 guests remain.]

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Comments

[sixfingeredstan]

Right. Let's be on our way.

[Maybe if they head up there early enough they can catch the ghosts off-guard. Maybe.

He gives Mike and Wendy both a glance.]

I've spent plenty of time around ghosts. And I'm not going to be jumpy or overly-cautious by any means, so if I tell you two to run, you had better run.

[kindaruledatit]

[Yes, Ford. Maybe the ghost is napping. That's a thing they probably do.

Her grip on her axe tightens slightly as she nods to Ford.]

You're the expert, man. If we gotta run, then we'll run, but you had better try and run too.

[No sticking around to play hero!!]

[aboyandhiscar]

[Maybe the ghosts are out on a fifteen minute break, we just don't know. Mike too nods, staff raised in caution.]

Hearing you loud and clear. Believe or not, I don't think either of us actually wanna die. But I'll drag you out by your coat too, if we have to.

[sixfingeredstan]

Come now, I'm not that reckless. Nobody's going to have to drag me anywhere. I just don't want either of you left behind, that's all.

[He starts up the stairs; he's got Tarzan's spear in hand, even if he knows damn well it's not going to do much against a ghost. It's comforting to have a weapon in hand.]

[kindaruledatit]

Not that reckless? [She scoffs.] Dude.

[Weapons are good, except when you're killing someone with them. Then that's uncool.

She follows behind Ford, axe at the ready in case something decides to pop out right there.]

[aboyandhiscar]

Maybe you're not that reckless now. Cuz those tats of yours say otherwise.

[Maybe the ghosts will have a physical form every few turns, just like in the vidya games.

That door is sure nailed wide opened. Who even did that. Why!!]

[sixfingeredstan]

I've never been reckless!

[That's a lie. An absolute lie.]

Anyway, just put a little faith in me. That's all I ask.

[Ford peers into the darkness of the attic, steels himself, and takes two steps in.]

We come in peace...we mean you no harm.

[kindaruledatit]

Yeah! Come out, ghost. But don't be lame and try to kill us or anything.

[Wendy pokes her head in. She keeps to Ford's right, in case something appears to pop out from there.

They're doing this? Yup, they sure are.]

[aboyandhiscar]

[If Wendy's got the right covered, Mike's covering the left. He glances upward and to the side, very much on guard now.]

We just wanna help--for your sake and ours, so let us just look around, okay? There doesn't need to be another fight.