Ingame
You are inside the dining room of a house. A long table lined with six chairs takes most of the space in the room.
Somebody has written death is nothing to us; the despair is in the living onto the wall in blood.
- You're back, from whatever. Something bad has happened to the walls. It's not so scary. You're more surprised than anything that the sudden appearances of words in blood saying things actually took this long to happen. At least, there was no thunder clap and lightning show when it happened.
That dull ringing in your ear that disappears when your attention seeks to prod its essence - it doesn't. It's still there, and feels like it's always been there and always will be. It may just drive you sane yet.
The vase on the table tips over purposefully and cracks open. Some letters poke out between the broken ceramic pieces. The glass and creepy eyeball is gone.
Possible actions:
- Look through the envelopes
Inventory:
- You carry a knife, a journal, a bloodied radio and a flare gun. You have a pistol (4) and three spare magazines inside your vest pouches. You are wearing a tactical vest, blue jeans, a white T-shirt and a pair of shoes.
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User:A Helpful Little Gnome
