WEEK 3

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 3

[It has begun. With the death of the Spinner and the execution of the Indulgent, they remaining Titled will be plagued once more by vivid dreams. And just as last week, they are awoken by the sounds of doors creaking open.

Just like last week. But no one had died last week. Right? No one had been subjected to that...thing.

And yet the strange, cold feeling of foreboding remains. And it is certainly most worrisome to those living in rooms 3, 4, 6, and 15. Those who pass by room 7 and 8 will feel that same, worrisome feeling of foreboding as well.

What will they wake up to find? Who knows, now. If dragons are real, anything is possible.

There are thirteen strangers in this place.]

Comments

[intercessing]

[They nod.]

Yes. I can make a potion that can cure any disease, but...most of the ingredients...I can't find them so far.

[socialhacktivist]

I can help you look. But... can I get you to look at something first? I found something...

[She hands the Intercessor the note she found. The dagger and flask are in her hand, but she holds them up as well.]

They were all together in a small alcove in the Boilery...

[intercessing]

[They quietly take the note, and begin to read.





Their hands begin to shake as they finish reading.]

[socialhacktivist]

[Whatever it was, it seemed troubling to them.]

Do... you know who this belongs to? They left a knife and... this...

[She doesn't want to say 'a flask full of blood' but THERE IT IS.]

[intercessing]

..........Vampire.

[*RRRRRRIIIIP*

Yeah. They mad.]

[socialhacktivist]

Vampire? Like... the things that suck your blood and can't stand sunlight?

[FOR REAL??? Okay so yeah she suggested it that one time she was drunk but SHE DIDN'T THINK IT WAS GOING TO BE A REAL THING...............]

[intercessing]

[They real mad. Their voice is very low, even for them.]

...vampirism can be caused by disease. Sanguinare Vampiris. It's passed through blood. Drinking the blood of a vampire...had this been successful, you would have all been undead by the end of the week.

[The pieces of paper are being crumbled by angry fists.]

It's clear this Destroyer is a vampire, for what other reason would they take their blood?

[socialhacktivist]

So... they were trying to turn us into vampires too?!

[That was the last thing she needed right now.]

But... the Destroyer isn't one of us... are they? But the blood here looks fresh...

[Could it be... one of the people in the rooms that they haven't seen yet? Were there other unknown titled individuals here?]

[intercessing]

I don't know.

[Their fists are still clenched.]

But it does sound like a Title one of you would have.