ClubFloyd Transcript:
The idea behind ClubFloyd is that each
week at a pre-arranged time, a group of
people meet online to cooperatively play
a game of interactive fiction.
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ToyShop & Floyditorium
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#ClubFloyd Discussion
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Floyd ] The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind
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Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
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Floyd | November, 1997.
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Floyd | You take a deep breath of salty air as the first raindrops begin to
Floyd | spatter the pavement, and the swollen, slate-colored clouds that
Floyd | blanket the sky mutter ominous portents amongst themselves over the
Floyd | little coastal town of Anchorhead.
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Floyd | Squinting up into the glowering storm, you wonder how everything
Floyd | managed to happen so fast. The strange phone call over a month ago,
Floyd | from a lawyer claiming to represent the estate of some distant branch
Floyd | of Michael's family, was bewildering enough in itself... but then the
Floyd | sudden whirlwind of planning and decisions, legal details and travel
Floyd | arrangements, the packing up and shipping away of your entire home,
Floyd | your entire life...
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Floyd | Now suddenly here you are, after driving for the past two days
Floyd | straight, over a thousand miles away from the familiar warmth of
Floyd | Texas, getting ready to move into the ancestral mansion of a clan of
Floyd | relatives so far removed that not even Michael has ever heard of them.
Floyd | And you've only been married since June and none of this was any of
Floyd | your idea in the first place, and already it's starting to rain.
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Floyd | These days, you often find yourself feeling confused and uprooted.
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Floyd | You shake yourself and force the melancholy thoughts from your head,
Floyd | trying to focus on the errand at hand. You're to meet with the real
Floyd | estate agent and pick up the keys to your new house while Michael runs
Floyd | across town to take care of some paperwork at the university. He'll be
Floyd | back to pick you up in a few minutes, and then the two of you can
Floyd | begin the long, precarious process of settling in.
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Floyd | A sullen belch emanates from the clouds, and the rain starts coming
Floyd | down harder -- fat, cold drops smacking loudly against the
Floyd | cobblestones. Shouldn't it be snowing in New England at this time of
Floyd | year? With a sigh, you open your umbrella.
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Floyd | Welcome to Anchorhead...
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Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] * THE FIRST DAY * Floyd ] Floyd ] I was far from home, and the spell of the eastern Floyd ] sea was upon me. Floyd ] Floyd ] -- H.P. Lovecraft Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd | | ||
Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day one Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | ANCHORHEAD Floyd | An interactive gothic by Michael S. Gentry Floyd | Floyd | (Type HELP or ABOUT for some useful information.) Floyd | Floyd | Release 5 / Serial number 990206 / Inform v6.15 Library 6/7 Floyd | Floyd | Outside the Real Estate Office Floyd | A grim little cul-de-sac, tucked away in a corner of the Floyd | claustrophobic tangle of narrow, twisting avenues that largely Floyd | constitute the older portion of Anchorhead. Like most of the streets Floyd | in this city, it is ancient, shadowy, and leads essentially nowhere. Floyd | The lane ends here at the real estate agent's office, which lies to Floyd | the east, and winds its way back toward the center of town to the Floyd | west. A narrow, garbage-choked alley opens to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > X ME Floyd | Floyd | You look good, considering. A bit rattled by recent events, perhaps, Floyd | but well-poised and collected, all the same. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing your wedding ring, your trenchcoat and your clothes; Floyd | in addition, you have in your hand your umbrella. Floyd | Floyd | The pockets of your trenchcoat are empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "So, do we need a driver?" | |
Jacqueline says, "I don't recall." | ||
Knight_Otu is ignorant. | ||
DavidW says, "Later, but not now." | ||
Jacqueline says, "I don't think so right now." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x umbrella" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > X UMBRELLA Floyd | Floyd | Olive green, with a hook-shaped handle. It's a handy little thing, Floyd | when it rains. It's currently open. Floyd | Floyd | In the distance, you can hear the lonesome keening of a train whistle Floyd | drifting on the wind. Floyd | Floyd | The clouds overhead mutter restlessly to themselves. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to DW), "Yeah, my distant memory is that later timing will matter but not now." | |
DavidW says, "I bet that hook handle is important." | ||
DavidW says, "I see an umbrella in an IF and I think of fire escapes." | ||
Knight_Otu asks, "Arm extension?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "heh." | ||
DavidW says (to KO), "yeah." | ||
Jacqueline says, "God, it's so obvious, and yet I do not think of that when I read that description." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN DOOR Floyd | Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "knock on door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > KNOCK ON DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You rap on the glass sharply, peering through it into the dark room Floyd | inside. Nobody answers. Strange; you just talked to the real estate Floyd | agent -- Miss Benson, you think it was -- yesterday. She was going to Floyd | meet you here. Floyd | Floyd | The rain slackens off momentarily to a weak drizzle, then returns Floyd | afresh in a brief, freezing downpour. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I say go into that alley to the SE." | |
Jacqueline says, "Alleys always seem like a great place to go. Sure." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Alley day one Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Alley Floyd | This narrow aperture between two buildings is nearly blocked with Floyd | piles of rotting cardboard boxes and overstuffed garbage cans. Ugly, Floyd | half-crumbling brick walls to either side totter oppressively over Floyd | you. The alley ends here at a tall, wooden fence. Floyd | Floyd | High up on the wall of the northern building there is a narrow, Floyd | transom-style window. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x cans" | ||
Floyd ] Alley day one Floyd | Floyd | > X CANS Floyd | Floyd | The metal garbage cans are stuffed to overflowing with slowly Floyd | decomposing refuse. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||
Floyd ] Alley day one Floyd | Floyd | > X WINDOW Floyd | Floyd | It's about eighteen inches wide and a foot tall, with hinges along the Floyd | top that allow it to swing out. It's currently closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "climb cans" | ||
Floyd ] Alley, on the garbage can day one Floyd | Floyd | > CLIMB CANS Floyd | Floyd | You clamber onto the wobbling garbage can, precariously balanced. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open window" | ||
Floyd ] Alley, on the garbage can day one Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN WINDOW Floyd | Floyd | Hmm. You still can't quite reach, because the garbage can is too far Floyd | away from the wall. Perhaps if you pushed it closer... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "open window" | ||
Floyd ] Alley, on the garbage can day one Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN WINDOW Floyd | Floyd | Hmm. You still can't quite reach, because the garbage can is too far Floyd | away from the wall. Perhaps if you pushed it closer... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Alley day one Floyd | Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Carefully, you descend. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh dear." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "push can" | ||
Floyd ] Alley day one Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH CAN Floyd | Floyd | You push the garbage cans around aimlessly. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Fine, Michael Gentry. Fine." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "push can under window" | ||
Floyd ] Alley day one Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH CAN UNDER WINDOW Floyd | Floyd | Grunting and holding your breath, you manhandle one of the filthy cans Floyd | under the window. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Perfectly sensible things do to." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "stand on can" | ||
Floyd ] Alley, on the garbage can day one Floyd | Floyd | > STAND ON CAN Floyd | Floyd | You clamber onto the wobbling garbage can, precariously balanced. You Floyd | can just reach the lower edge of the window from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open window" | ||
Floyd ] Alley, on the garbage can day one Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN WINDOW Floyd | Floyd | You open the transom window. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "in" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > IN Floyd | Floyd | (closing the umbrella first) Floyd | It's a tight squeeze, but you just manage to wriggle through, dropping Floyd | quietly to the floor inside. Floyd | Floyd | File Room Floyd | Peering through the murk, you can make out the blocky outlines of Floyd | filing cabinets lining the walls and a doorway to the west. A window Floyd | high up on the south wall lets in a very faint illumination. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x cabinets" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > X CABINETS Floyd | Floyd | There must be hundreds of files here, too many to browse through. Floyd | You'll have to look up something specific if you want to find Floyd | anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I find it interesting that our character thought nothing of breaking and entering." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up me in cabinets" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP ME IN CABINETS Floyd | Floyd | (in the filing cabinets) Floyd | You don't find anything filed under that heading. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear a fly buzzing around, hovering over the back of your Floyd | neck. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Now that we're tresspassing, let's find a murder weapon and handle it." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > X ME Floyd | Floyd | You look good, considering. A bit rattled by recent events, perhaps, Floyd | but well-poised and collected, all the same. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x ring" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > X RING Floyd | Floyd | Staring at your wedding ring like that tends to make you sentimental. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "A fly? Is there ... a dead body?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x fly" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > X FLY Floyd | Floyd | You can't see where the fly is. You're not even sure where the buzzing Floyd | is coming from. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "The dead body of a real estate agent?" | |
DavidW asks, "Do you want to go west and look for a body?" | ||
Jacqueline exclaims, "snrk. Sure!" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Office Floyd | Pallid gray light trickles in through the drawn blinds. The office is Floyd | deserted, papers still scattered across the top of the desk. The front Floyd | door lies west, and the file room lies east. Floyd | Floyd | Sitting on the corner of the paper-strewn desk are a telephone and an Floyd | answering machine. Floyd | Floyd | Someone seems to have left a cup of coffee sitting out, half-finished Floyd | and cold. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Answering machine." | |
DavidW says, "It's the 90's." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Heh" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "So far no murder weapon to get our prints on." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Yes, I know. I meant let's listen to it." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x papers" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > X PAPERS Floyd | Floyd | Sifting through the paperwork, you find nothing that catches your Floyd | attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x machine" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > X MACHINE Floyd | Floyd | A simple answering machine, with a small display indicating messages Floyd | received, a button labeled "PLAY", and a button labeled "DELETE". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "push play" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH PLAY Floyd | Floyd | For a while there is nothing but a quiet hiss, followed by Floyd | intermittent skirls of strange-sounding static. It sounds like one of Floyd | those annoying glitches where the caller hangs up but the machine Floyd | keeps recording anyway. Then, barely audible through the static, you Floyd | detect what sounds like a human voice whispering a single word: Floyd | Floyd | "Verlac." Floyd | Floyd | The machine beeps. Floyd | Floyd | A brief shudder ripples up your back. You remember now, "Verlac" is Floyd | the name of this branch of Michael's family. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x display" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > X DISPLAY Floyd | Floyd | The display indicates there is one message on the machine, left (oddly Floyd | enough) at 4:19 this morning. The display also shows that the message Floyd | has already been checked. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I think we should look up Verlac in the cabinets." | |
Jacqueline says, "Oh shit" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x coffee" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > X COFFEE Floyd | Floyd | Muddy-looking and unappetizing. Who knows how long it's been sitting Floyd | out? Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "?" | |
Jacqueline says, "It would have been good to know if it had already been checked before I checked it." | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Office Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | [Can't "undo" twice in succession. Sorry!] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one
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Floyd | > /UNDO
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Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise.
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| Jacqueline says, "moo" | |
Jacqueline says, "Oh well." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "%undo" | ||
Floyd says (to DavidW), "Floyd doesn't know that trick." | DavidW says, "I think it's okay still." | |
Knight_Otu says, "No new-fangled tricks for us." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x drawer" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > X DRAWER Floyd | Floyd | You can't see inside, since the drawer is closed. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear a fly buzzing around, right around your head. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open drawer" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN DRAWER Floyd | Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing your wedding ring, your trenchcoat and your clothes; Floyd | in addition, you have in your hand your umbrella. Floyd | Floyd | The pockets of your trenchcoat are empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "murder fly" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > MURDER FLY Floyd | Floyd | You can't see where the fly is. You're not even sure where the buzzing Floyd | is coming from. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x ring" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > X RING Floyd | Floyd | Staring at your wedding ring like that tends to make you sentimental. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x clothes" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > X CLOTHES Floyd | Floyd | A tasteful ensemble from Ann Taylor in muted browns and olive greens Floyd | (you've been an autumn person since you were old enough to match your Floyd | own socks). Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I seem to remember that something is written on the inside of the ring." | |
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "remove ring" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > REMOVE RING Floyd | Floyd | You slip the plain gold band from your finger. Usually you feel almost Floyd | naked without your ring on, although sometimes you do find yourself Floyd | taking it off briefly, just to read the inscription along the inside. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "May I remove it to look?" | |
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "read ring" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > READ RING Floyd | Floyd | Engraved along the inside are Michael's and your initials, along with Floyd | your wedding date -- June 28th. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "wear ring" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > WEAR RING Floyd | Floyd | The gold band slides onto your finger with a comforting snugness. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x hair" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > X HAIR Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline) DavidW notes the date of June 28th for a future puzzle. | |
DavidW says, "I guess no bobbypin to pick desk drawer locks with." | ||
DavidW asks, "May I check the cabinets now? Are we done with this room?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Sure" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | File Room Floyd | Peering through the murk, you can make out the blocky outlines of Floyd | filing cabinets lining the walls and a doorway to the west. A window Floyd | high up on the south wall lets in a very faint illumination. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up verlac in cabinets" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP VERLAC IN CABINETS Floyd | Floyd | (in the filing cabinets) Floyd | Strange; the file on the Verlac property has been cleaned out. Title, Floyd | deed, all the papers, all of it gone. There is, however, a set of keys Floyd | tucked down in the hanging folder. You quickly pocket them. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by two points. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x keys" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > X KEYS Floyd | Floyd | It's just an ordinary-looking keyring. There are two keys (a key to Floyd | the house and a key to the cellar) on it. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Neither key for the drawer, hm." | |
Jacqueline says, "We're just a business casual, Anne Taylor-wearing wife who's been drug cross-country and has no compunction about breaking and entering or stealing." | ||
Knight_Otu asks, "Look under the desk?" | ||
DavidW says, "Maybe the desk drawer is a red herring." | ||
DavidW says (to KO), "sure" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Office Floyd | Pallid gray light trickles in through the drawn blinds. The office is Floyd | deserted, papers still scattered across the top of the desk. The front Floyd | door lies west, and the file room lies east. Floyd | Floyd | Sitting on the corner of the paper-strewn desk are a telephone and an Floyd | answering machine. Floyd | Floyd | Someone seems to have left a cup of coffee sitting out, half-finished Floyd | and cold. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Maybe." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under desk" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER DESK Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "move papers" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > MOVE PAPERS Floyd | Floyd | Sifting through the paperwork, you find nothing that catches your Floyd | attention. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear a fly buzzing around, right around your head. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "kill fly" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > KILL FLY Floyd | Floyd | You can't see where the fly is. You're not even sure where the buzzing Floyd | is coming from. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "l u" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > L U Floyd | Floyd | You see nothing special above you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x blinds" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > X BLINDS Floyd | Floyd | The blinds are drawn across the windows, letting in a thin trickle of Floyd | light. They are coated with a thin film of dust. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under machine" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER MACHINE Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x front door" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > X FRONT DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You can make out the words "tsruhkcarB & nosneB" stenciled across the Floyd | glass. There is a latch on this side which can be turned to lock or Floyd | unlock the door. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I assume we can leave that way." | |
Knight_Otu says, "Probably." | ||
DavidW says, "I don't know how to deal with the desk drawer. Maybe we should go home or find Michael now." | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "violently smash desk drawer" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > VIOLENTLY SMASH DESK DRAWER Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Guess that's not it." | |
Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "break drawer" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > BREAK DRAWER Floyd | Floyd | Violence isn't the answer to this one. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit drawer" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > HIT DRAWER Floyd | Floyd | Violence isn't the answer to this one. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under drawer" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER DRAWER Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "search pockets" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH POCKETS Floyd | Floyd | The trenchcoat is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "chair" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > CHAIR Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x chair" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > X CHAIR Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | File Room Floyd | Peering through the murk, you can make out the blocky outlines of Floyd | filing cabinets lining the walls and a doorway to the west. A window Floyd | high up on the south wall lets in a very faint illumination. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up benson in cabinets" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP BENSON IN CABINETS Floyd | Floyd | (in the filing cabinets) Floyd | You don't find anything filed under that heading. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up michael in cabinets" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP MICHAEL IN CABINETS Floyd | Floyd | (in the filing cabinets) Floyd | As you search in vain for some mention of your husband's name, it Floyd | dawns on you that the property is most likely listed under the Floyd | family's original, ancestral name. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "look up Brackhurst" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP BRACKHURST Floyd | Floyd | (in the filing cabinets) Floyd | You don't find anything filed under that heading. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oh well. I think we should go." | |
Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | ||
DavidW says, "We can return here, I think." | ||
Jacqueline says, "sure" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Office Floyd | Pallid gray light trickles in through the drawn blinds. The office is Floyd | deserted, papers still scattered across the top of the desk. The front Floyd | door lies west, and the file room lies east. Floyd | Floyd | Sitting on the corner of the paper-strewn desk are a telephone and an Floyd | answering machine. Floyd | Floyd | Someone seems to have left a cup of coffee sitting out, half-finished Floyd | and cold. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You unlock the office door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | (opening the real estate office door first) Floyd | The rain is still coming down, so you open your umbrella. Floyd | Floyd | Outside the Real Estate Office Floyd | A grim little cul-de-sac, tucked away in a corner of the Floyd | claustrophobic tangle of narrow, twisting avenues that largely Floyd | constitute the older portion of Anchorhead. Like most of the streets Floyd | in this city, it is ancient, shadowy, and leads essentially nowhere. Floyd | The lane ends here at the real estate agent's office, which lies to Floyd | the east, and winds its way back toward the center of town to the Floyd | west. A narrow, garbage-choked alley opens to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | The office door is open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the real estate office door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open umbrella" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN UMBRELLA Floyd | Floyd | That's already open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Narrow Street day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Narrow Street Floyd | As the lane winds along from east to west, it narrows until the steep, Floyd | jagged rooftops on either side of the street practically touch each Floyd | other. To the south, a side street leads across Whateley Bridge toward Floyd | the center of town, and a twisting lane leads up a hill to the Floyd | northwest. A short flight of steps to the north leads down to the Floyd | local watering hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu exclaims, "We kept the umbrella open? Bad luck!" | |
Jacqueline says, "I remember thinking that the automagical opening and closing of the umbrella as needed was a lovely touch for a game of this era." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Nope. We shut it and open it as needed." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Oh, right, I see it now," | ||
DavidW says, "I missed the umbrella opening." | ||
DavidW asks, "anyway, N, W, or S?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "I care not" | ||
DavidW says, "oh, NW is also an option." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Let's do that, then." | ||
DavidW says, "ok" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Twisting Lane Floyd | The lane narrows here to little more than a badly cobbled sidewalk as Floyd | it wends its way up through a series of tortuous bends and Floyd | switchbacks. In some places, the street is so steep that steps have Floyd | been cut into it, worn down over the years and slick with moss. Your Floyd | progress is blocked at the top of the street by a blank brick wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x brick wall" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > X BRICK WALL Floyd | Floyd | It's just an ordinary-looking brick wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "This town is feeling like Europe, not the Colonies." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "climb wall" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > CLIMB WALL Floyd | Floyd | The wall is featureless and very high; there's no way over it. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I'm guessing this wall is important later." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | You take a few tentative steps back down the lane, but it seems to Floyd | lead only to a short switchback, bringing you right back to the brick Floyd | wall. You're not entirely sure now, which direction leads back to the Floyd | narrow street. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oh dear." | |
Roger asks, "anyone volunteer to map?" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "search bricks" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH BRICKS Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Uh oh." | |
DavidW says, "I've been mapping." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "search wall" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH WALL Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "A maze. Awesome." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit wall" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > HIT WALL Floyd | Floyd | Violence isn't the answer to this one. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You take a few tentative steps back down the lane, but it seems to Floyd | lead only to a short switchback, bringing you right back to the brick Floyd | wall. You're not entirely sure now, which direction leads back to the Floyd | narrow street. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > LISTEN Floyd | Floyd | At the very edge of your hearing you can just make out the sound of Floyd | someone playing a violin -- a plaintive, haunting melody. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "follow violin" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > FOLLOW VIOLIN Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "yell" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > YELL Floyd | Floyd | Come now; you're not that frightened. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "listen to violin" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > LISTEN TO VIOLIN Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > LISTEN Floyd | Floyd | At the very edge of your hearing you can just make out the sound of Floyd | someone playing a violin -- a plaintive, haunting melody. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | You take a few tentative steps back down the lane, but it seems to Floyd | lead only to a short switchback, bringing you right back to the brick Floyd | wall. You're not entirely sure now, which direction leads back to the Floyd | narrow street. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Maybe we are, game. Maybe we are that frightened." | |
Knight_Otu says, "Maybe not frightened, but lost." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Twisting Lane Floyd | The lane narrows here to little more than a badly cobbled sidewalk as Floyd | it wends its way up through a series of tortuous bends and Floyd | switchbacks. In some places, the street is so steep that steps have Floyd | been cut into it, worn down over the years and slick with moss. Your Floyd | progress is blocked at the top of the street by a blank brick wall. Floyd | Floyd | The rain slackens off momentarily to a weak drizzle, then returns Floyd | afresh in a brief, freezing downpour. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x moss" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > X MOSS Floyd | Floyd | You needn't worry about that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x steps" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > X STEPS Floyd | Floyd | You needn't worry about that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch wall" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > TOUCH WALL Floyd | Floyd | You feel nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "climb wall" | ||
Floyd ] Twisting Lane day one Floyd | Floyd | > CLIMB WALL Floyd | Floyd | The wall is featureless and very high; there's no way over it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||
Floyd ] Narrow Street day one Floyd | Floyd | > SW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Narrow Street Floyd | As the lane winds along from east to west, it narrows until the steep, Floyd | jagged rooftops on either side of the street practically touch each Floyd | other. To the south, a side street leads across Whateley Bridge toward Floyd | the center of town, and a twisting lane leads up a hill to the Floyd | northwest. A short flight of steps to the north leads down to the Floyd | local watering hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Whew." | |
Jacqueline says, "That was weird." | ||
DavidW says, "ok, so one of N, W or S next." | ||
Jacqueline nods. | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | You close your umbrella, as is your habit after coming indoors. Floyd | Floyd | Local Pub Floyd | A dank, drafty old drinking hole lit by flickering, oil-burning Floyd | lanterns. Smoke collects in greasy pools among the rafters, and Floyd | shadows crowd thick around. The bar runs the length of the room to Floyd | your right, while to the south a low doorway opens onto the street. Floyd | Floyd | Mill workers and fishermen occupy a few of the tables, drinking beer Floyd | or puffing grimly at long-stemmed pipes. Each is wrapped in his Floyd | solitude, soaking up the general miasma of dreary fatalism. Floyd | Floyd | The lantern sitting on the table nearest you sputters fitfully, Floyd | throwing distorted shadows across the wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "um. I see no reason to be in here yet." | |
Jacqueline says, "Man, tempted to change my @connect." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x lantern" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > X LANTERN Floyd | Floyd | It's an old-fashioned hurricane lamp, with a tall glass chimney to Floyd | protect it from the wind. The cotton wick burns fitfully in its Floyd | reservoir of cheap oil. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take it" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE IT Floyd | Floyd | No one here looks as though they'd mind if you borrowed one of these Floyd | lamps. Casually, you purloin the nearest one. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, ""Borrowed". Right." | |
Jacqueline says, "Casually" | ||
DavidW says, "We are a klepto." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "I mean, we are an adventure game protagonist." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Clearly." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | The exit is to the south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bar" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > X BAR Floyd | Floyd | A dark and dour expanse of wood, pitted and scarred and stained with Floyd | the rings from over a hundred years' worth of slopping beer mugs. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look behind bar" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK BEHIND BAR Floyd | Floyd | Not a bartender in sight. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x people" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > X PEOPLE Floyd | Floyd | The patrons of this place are taciturn and grim. No one speaks. No one Floyd | looks anyone in the eye. No one, in fact, even looks up from his beer. Floyd | A heavy aura of resignation -- and, it almost seems, dread -- hangs Floyd | palpably over the whole crowd. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Kleptomania may be contractually required." | |
Jacqueline says, "ACK" | ||
DavidW says, "I suggest we leave this pub with our new lantern." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | ||
Jacqueline says, "I went to look at my description on the mud to see where I could add that nice little line about being wrapped in solitude and instead deleted my whole description. I am now nothing special." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | As you make your way to the door, your foot strikes something under Floyd | one of the tables. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under table" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER TABLE Floyd | Floyd | Some forgetful soul has left a flask underneath one of the tables, Floyd | pushed into a shadowy corner. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take flask" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE FLASK Floyd | Floyd | You pick up the flask. The label is faded and mostly peeled away, but Floyd | what little you can make out seems to indicate that this is not a Floyd | particularly distinguished brand of spirits. The words "bootleg" and Floyd | "rotgut" come to mind, probably because they are the only words Floyd | legible on what's left of the label. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "And... and I had code in there I loved." | |
Knight_Otu says, "Aw man." | ||
Jacqueline wonders if that's saved anywhere. | ||
Jacqueline says, "sorry, I know this is off-topic. Just sad and startled." | ||
DavidW asks, "It might be in a transcript?" | ||
DavidW says, "oh wait. description, not olounge." | ||
Jacqueline says, "No, but it might be pullable from an old dbase backup. Poo." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Anyway." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x flask" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > X FLASK Floyd | Floyd | The label is faded and mostly peeled away, but what little you can Floyd | make out seems to indicate that this is not a particularly Floyd | distinguished brand of spirits. The words "bootleg" and "rotgut" come Floyd | to mind, probably because they are the only words legible on what's Floyd | left of the label. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "put flask in coat" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > PUT FLASK IN COAT Floyd | Floyd | You slip the flask into the pocket of your trenchcoat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Narrow Street day one Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | The rain is still coming down, so you open your umbrella. Floyd | Floyd | Narrow Street Floyd | As the lane winds along from east to west, it narrows until the steep, Floyd | jagged rooftops on either side of the street practically touch each Floyd | other. To the south, a side street leads across Whateley Bridge toward Floyd | the center of town, and a twisting lane leads up a hill to the Floyd | northwest. A short flight of steps to the north leads down to the Floyd | local watering hole. Floyd | Floyd | A sudden gust of rain puts the lantern out. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "And we without any matches." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "shutter lantern" | ||
Floyd ] Narrow Street day one Floyd | Floyd | > SHUTTER LANTERN Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "West or south now?" | |
Knight_Otu asks, "West?" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Junction day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Junction Floyd | To the north, a gap in the crowded press of gloomy buildings opens Floyd | onto a country lane, heading out over a grassy heath. The main street Floyd | continues to the east, while to the northwest, over the top of a steep Floyd | rise, you can just make out the vaulted rooftops of the university. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Michael's at the university, yes?" | |
Jacqueline says, "I think so, yeah" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day one Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | University Court Floyd | Isolated and serene within its high, ivy-covered walls, Miskaton Floyd | University represents this benighted town's single, if somewhat Floyd | dubious, claim to cultural achievement. Founded some time in the early Floyd | 1800s, the school's reputation and enrollment have diminished somewhat Floyd | as Anchorhead drifts further and further into the abyss of provincial Floyd | backwaterism. Still, it is generally recognized for its collection of Floyd | folklore and esoteric mythology (one of the oldest and most extensive Floyd | on the east coast). The Board of Deans was also kind enough to offer Floyd | Michael a full professorship upon hearing of his recently discovered Floyd | heritage and his plans to move into the estate. Ivory tower, perhaps, Floyd | but at least they take care of their own. Floyd | Floyd | There are numerous buildings surrounding this cobbled court, but the Floyd | only one you are interested in is the library to the west, where Floyd | Michael told you he'd be until he came back to the real estate agent's Floyd | office to pick you up. Which, incidentally, he has not yet done. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "There we go." | |
Jacqueline asks, "West, I guess?" | ||
DavidW says, "yes" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Yeah." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Library day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | You close your umbrella, as is your habit after coming indoors. Floyd | Floyd | Library Floyd | Shadows roost thickly in the vaulted ceiling, and small, green-shaded Floyd | desk lamps cast pools of warm radiance here and there around the Floyd | library's dim interior. You pause a moment to let the hushed Floyd | peacefulness of this place soak in -- a welcome relief from the Floyd | unsettling events of the day. An exit lies east, and a small alcove to Floyd | the north houses the circulation counter. Floyd | Floyd | Peering through the shadows, you spot your husband sitting at one of Floyd | the reading desks, absorbed in some sort of weighty tome and clearly Floyd | oblivious to the time. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "kiss Michael" | ||
Floyd ] Library day one Floyd | Floyd | > KISS MICHAEL Floyd | Floyd | Michael looks up, startled, then realizes it's you and smiles. "Hi, Floyd | hon," he says, closing the book and stretching. Then he glances at his Floyd | watch. "Good grief, what happened to the time? I'm so sorry -- I just Floyd | lost track." He smiles sheepishly. Floyd | Floyd | "Well?" he asks. "Did you get the keys?" Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Hello, dear, I'm a criminal now." | |
Jacqueline says, "heehee" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "show keys to michael" | ||
Floyd ] Library day one Floyd | Floyd | > SHOW KEYS TO MICHAEL Floyd | Floyd | "Great!" says Michael. "You hang on to that. Just a second, I'll put Floyd | this back." He takes the book up to the circulation desk and hands it Floyd | to the librarian. "Okay then," he says, returning, "let's go." Floyd | Floyd | Michael suddenly smacks his forehead. "Oh, crap, I forgot to tell you. Floyd | The car broke down." He spreads his hands. "I don't know what happened Floyd | to it; one second I'm parking outside, the next second it dies and I Floyd | can't get it started again. I called a tow truck, but the nearest Floyd | garage is up in Arkham. They picked it up but won't be able to look at Floyd | it until next week at the earliest. Anyway, it looks like we'll have Floyd | to walk back to the house." He offers you a lame smile. "You can hold Floyd | the umbrella." Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by two points. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "so, we walk home?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x michael" | ||
Floyd ] Library day one Floyd | Floyd | > X MICHAEL Floyd | Floyd | Tall and a bit on the skinny side, in an endearingly awkward sort of Floyd | way; a serious, thoughtful face topped with an unruly tangle of brown Floyd | hair; deep brown eyes framed by wire-rimmed glasses -- yep, that's the Floyd | man you married, all right. Floyd | Floyd | Michael looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to lead the way. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Unless we can catch a taxi..." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | The rain is still coming down, so you open your umbrella. Floyd | Floyd | University Court Floyd | Isolated and serene within its high, ivy-covered walls, Miskaton Floyd | University represents this benighted town's single, if somewhat Floyd | dubious, claim to cultural achievement. Founded some time in the early Floyd | 1800s, the school's reputation and enrollment have diminished somewhat Floyd | as Anchorhead drifts further and further into the abyss of provincial Floyd | backwaterism. Still, it is generally recognized for its collection of Floyd | folklore and esoteric mythology (one of the oldest and most extensive Floyd | on the east coast). The Board of Deans was also kind enough to offer Floyd | Michael a full professorship upon hearing of his recently discovered Floyd | heritage and his plans to move into the estate. Ivory tower, perhaps, Floyd | but at least they take care of their own. Floyd | Floyd | There are numerous buildings surrounding this cobbled court, but the Floyd | only one you are interested in is the library to the west. Floyd | Floyd | Michael strolls along after you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Although these hallowed halls of learning probably hold a veritable Floyd | trove of knowledge, you are no longer a student, and the only building Floyd | you have any business in is the library. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Junction day one Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Junction Floyd | To the north, a gap in the crowded press of gloomy buildings opens Floyd | onto a country lane, heading out over a grassy heath. The main street Floyd | continues to the east, while to the northwest, over the top of a steep Floyd | rise, you can just make out the vaulted rooftops of the university. Floyd | Floyd | Michael hurries to catch up. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Narrow Street day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Narrow Street Floyd | As the lane winds along from east to west, it narrows until the steep, Floyd | jagged rooftops on either side of the street practically touch each Floyd | other. To the south, a side street leads across Whateley Bridge toward Floyd | the center of town, and a twisting lane leads up a hill to the Floyd | northwest. A short flight of steps to the north leads down to the Floyd | local watering hole. Floyd | Floyd | Michael strolls along after you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Whateley Bridge day one Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Whateley Bridge Floyd | A hoary monument of crumbling, moss-eaten flagstones, Whateley Bridge Floyd | is possibly older than any other structure in the entire city. Floyd | Ponderously it spans the dark, torpid waters of the Miskaton River, Floyd | connecting the north and south halves of the city and occasionally Floyd | raining bits of gravel and mortar from its underside into the water. Floyd | It looks just wide enough for two cars to pass each other between the Floyd | flanking stone parapets, but you wouldn't volunteer to try it. Floyd | Floyd | Michael follows you. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "He had the car towed to Arkham? Does he not know that the engine compartment will come back filled with tiny elder gods?" | |
DavidW says, "I'm assuming this is the way home." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Oh wait. Maybe that's why the car's already dead." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x river" | ||
Floyd ] Whateley Bridge day one Floyd | Floyd | > X RIVER Floyd | Floyd | The Miskaton's waters are sluggish and dark. Some sort of oily film Floyd | coats the surface, reflecting back ghostly swirls of color. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day one Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Town Square Floyd | A wide expanse of uneven pavestones lies open to the sky, bordered on Floyd | all sides by the leaning, steep-roofed architecture that looms over Floyd | everything in this city. The municipal courthouse stands at the south Floyd | end of the square, next to the mouth of a dark, narrow alley to the Floyd | southwest. Avenues to the west and east lead back into the cramped and Floyd | ingrown streets, while to the north lies Whateley Bridge. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the square, rising from a circular lawn of Floyd | unhealthy-looking grass and weeds, stands a strange, stone obelisk. It Floyd | seems to be a monument of some sort, although you can see no plaque or Floyd | marker anywhere near it. Floyd | Floyd | Michael hurries to catch up. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "No horror protagonist knows they're in a horror story." | |
Knight_Otu says, "Especially in cosmic horror." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Sigh." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x obelisk" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day one Floyd | Floyd | > X OBELISK Floyd | Floyd | The obelisk measures about two feet square at its base, narrowing Floyd | slightly as it rises a good fifteen feet to a bluntly pointed tip. An Floyd | iron ring is embedded in the stone high up on one side, about two feet Floyd | from the top. Dense, twisting hieroglyphs cover all four sides of the Floyd | obelisk, although they are too worn to be read clearly. Floyd | Floyd | In the distance, you can hear the lonesome keening of a train whistle Floyd | drifting on the wind. Floyd | Floyd | "We really should be getting on to the house, don't you think?" asks Floyd | Michael. "It's a bit rainy out." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask michael about obelisk" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day one Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MICHAEL ABOUT OBELISK Floyd | Floyd | You can't think of anything to say about that for the moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Michael says this as if we know where the house is." | |
DavidW says, "I wonder if home is west or east." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask michael about house" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day one Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MICHAEL ABOUT HOUSE Floyd | Floyd | "The Verlac family has been living in that old place for generations; Floyd | they're an integral part of the history of this whole region. It's Floyd | really quite interesting." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dark Corner day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dark Corner Floyd | The rooftops above you lean so close together as to nearly block out Floyd | the sky altogether, making this a particularly dark and unpleasant Floyd | section of the city. The street leads away to the east, and a shadowy Floyd | driveway leads through a high brick wall to the south. Floyd | Floyd | Michael hurries to catch up. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Asylum Courtyard day one Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Asylum Courtyard Floyd | The grim, white-washed edifice of Danvers Asylum bounds this tiny, Floyd | shadowed courtyard to the south, its narrow, barred windows staring Floyd | blankly down at you like ranks of shriveled, empty eye sockets. You Floyd | can escape through a narrow gateway in the high, brick wall to the Floyd | north. Floyd | Floyd | Michael hurries to catch up. Floyd | Floyd | Michael scuffs around dispiritedly. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "This might be the wrong way." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Dark Corner day one Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dark Corner Floyd | The rooftops above you lean so close together as to nearly block out Floyd | the sky altogether, making this a particularly dark and unpleasant Floyd | section of the city. The street leads away to the east, and a shadowy Floyd | driveway leads through a high brick wall to the south. Floyd | Floyd | Michael follows you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Town Square Floyd | A wide expanse of uneven pavestones lies open to the sky, bordered on Floyd | all sides by the leaning, steep-roofed architecture that looms over Floyd | everything in this city. The municipal courthouse stands at the south Floyd | end of the square, next to the mouth of a dark, narrow alley to the Floyd | southwest. Avenues to the west and east lead back into the cramped and Floyd | ingrown streets, while to the north lies Whateley Bridge. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the square, rising from a circular lawn of Floyd | unhealthy-looking grass and weeds, stands a strange, stone obelisk. It Floyd | seems to be a monument of some sort, although you can see no plaque or Floyd | marker anywhere near it. Floyd | Floyd | Michael strolls along after you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Riverwalk day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Riverwalk Floyd | A low, irregular brick wall to the north divides this street from the Floyd | steep, mud-slick banks of the sinuous Miskaton, while a rusty iron Floyd | gate provides access to a precarious flight of stone steps leading Floyd | down the bank to the water's edge. The street bends south here, Floyd | turning into a misty avenue between the trees. The town square lies Floyd | west, a vacant lot lies east. Floyd | Floyd | Michael hurries to catch up. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "What, you guys don't live in an asylum?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Chilly Avenue day one Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Chilly Avenue Floyd | Perhaps it is merely the effect of some unwholesome vapour rising from Floyd | the murky waters of the nearby Miskaton, but the temperature along Floyd | this street seems perceptibly cooler than normal, even for a New Floyd | England autumn. Two dirt roads lead south and southwest, into the Floyd | dense woods at the edge of town. Floyd | Floyd | A clammy mist hangs thickly in the air, seeping through your clothes Floyd | and making you shiver. Floyd | Floyd | Michael follows you. Floyd | Floyd | The clouds overhead mutter restlessly to themselves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "listen to clouds" | ||
Floyd ] Chilly Avenue day one Floyd | Floyd | > LISTEN TO CLOUDS Floyd | Floyd | You hear nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||
Floyd ] Chilly Avenue day one Floyd | Floyd | > LISTEN Floyd | Floyd | The furtive creaking of branches and the soft rustling of leaves are Floyd | all that you hear. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||
Floyd ] Scenic View day one Floyd | Floyd | > SW Floyd | Floyd | As you walk through, the mists part before your husband almost Floyd | deferentially, quickly dissolving away into nothing. Floyd | Floyd | The ground begins to rise sharply as the road climbs up into the hills Floyd | south of town. Floyd | Floyd | Scenic View Floyd | The treeline falls away on the north side of this northwest-northeast Floyd | bend in the road, giving way to a panoramic view of the Miskaton River Floyd | Valley and the grubby little town of Anchorhead nestled within it. Floyd | From here you can see the paper mill almost directly to the north; the Floyd | solitary lighthouse and surrounding ocean to the northeast; and the Floyd | dilapidated stone church below you to the east. Winding through it all Floyd | is the oily black ribbon of the Miskaton, and almost directly in the Floyd | center lies the little clearing of Town Square. You can just make out Floyd | the shape of the obelisk from here. Floyd | Floyd | Michael strolls along after you. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "I'm guessing this was also the wrong way?" | |
Knight_Otu says, "Don't ask me. I'm very lost." | ||
DavidW says, "Unless we go northwest" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day one Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Outside the House Floyd | The lane runs up from the southeast and ends at a wide clearing Floyd | surrounded by gnarled and ancient trees. A wide, curving driveway runs Floyd | up to the front door of your house, which lies north. Floyd | Floyd | The fabled Verlac family mansion looms before you in the gloom, its Floyd | dark creaking presence dominating the clearing and, somehow, even Floyd | though it is not visible through the trees, the entire valley. The Floyd | foreboding shadow of the Verlacs seems to enshroud all of Anchorhead Floyd | from here. Floyd | Floyd | A typewritten notice has been attached to the front door. Floyd | Floyd | Michael strolls along after you. Floyd | Floyd | "Well," says Michael, "this must be the place. We finally made it, Floyd | honey. We're home!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "ask michael for directions" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day one Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MICHAEL FOR DIRECTIONS Floyd | Floyd | Which do you mean, the north, the south, the east, the west, the Floyd | northeast, the northwest, the southeast, the southwest, the ceiling, Floyd | the floor, the outside or the inside? Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "hahaha" | |
Knight_Otu exclaims, "Not those directions, game!" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Thankfully we've already found the place, or else I might not have found that so amusing." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read notice" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day one Floyd | Floyd | > READ NOTICE Floyd | Floyd | It's a letter from the Arkham Regional Utilities Company, explaining Floyd | that, due to wiring difficulties, the electricity will not be Floyd | installed until next week. No phone service, either. Floyd | Floyd | "Well, that's wonderful news," remarks Michael dryly, reading over Floyd | your shoulder. Floyd | Floyd | The rain slackens off momentarily to a weak drizzle, then returns Floyd | afresh in a brief, freezing downpour. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door with keys" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day one Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR WITH KEYS Floyd | Floyd | That isn't even a key. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "What's the worst that could happen?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door with front key" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day one Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR WITH FRONT KEY Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x keys" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day one Floyd | Floyd | > X KEYS Floyd | Floyd | It's just an ordinary-looking keyring. There are two keys (a key to Floyd | the house and a key to the cellar) on it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day one Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You unlock the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says (to Jacqueline), "thanks" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the front door first) Floyd | You close your umbrella, as is your habit after coming indoors. Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | The front door stands open to the south. Floyd | Floyd | Carelessly stacked in a towering heap in the middle of the room are Floyd | all your luggage and belongings, which you had sent ahead through a Floyd | moving company before driving up to Massachusetts. Everything you own Floyd | is boxed away and piled up in the middle of the floor. The reality of Floyd | this move finally slams home as you stare at the sprawling jumble of Floyd | stuff, and suddenly you feel very lost and adrift. Floyd | Floyd | Night has now undeniably fallen, and the house is very, very dark. Floyd | There is probably just enough residual ambience to feel your way Floyd | upstairs to the bedroom, but the rest of the house is a tenebrous maze Floyd | of shadows, and any exploring would probably best be done in the Floyd | morning. Floyd | Floyd | Michael strolls along after you. Floyd | Floyd | Michael stretches his arms and yawns. "Well," he says, "I think I'm Floyd | going to turn in. There'll be plenty of time to unpack and explore Floyd | tomorrow. Good night, hon." He kisses you on the cheek. "Don't stay up Floyd | too late." Floyd | Floyd | And with that, he goes upstairs. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Lock it?" | |
Knight_Otu says, "Yes." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "lock door" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > LOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You lock the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Not that I think it'll help, but maybe it does." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "light lantern" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > LIGHT LANTERN Floyd | Floyd | You don't have a match. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Darkness day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and you can't see a thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Master Bedroom Floyd | The master bedroom is a picture-postcard of rustic New England charm. Floyd | Faded sketches of rural landscapes adorn the walls; a beautifully Floyd | carved dressing mirror stands in one corner; an old-fashioned Floyd | accordion radiator gurgles quietly beneath the window. The most Floyd | striking feature, an enormous, antique, four-poster bed, must be the Floyd | largest piece of furniture in the house. Floyd | Floyd | Michael is curled up in bed, sound asleep. Floyd | Floyd | If it weren't for this hopelessly backwater town and the disturbing Floyd | circumstances surrounding the house, you'd say this was your dream Floyd | home. Even so, as much as you would like to relax and enjoy the Floyd | comforts of a fully furnished historical New England estate, you can't Floyd | help but be put off by the shady aura surrounding the family that used Floyd | to live here. The last of the line, you remind yourself, recently Floyd | committed suicide after killing his wife and two daughters with a Floyd | shotgun. Involuntarily you shiver, glancing nervously at the doorways Floyd | to the south and west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Bathroom day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Bathroom Floyd | A small chamber of cold, white tile and floral-print wallpaper. It Floyd | sports a genuine, whitewashed, claw-foot bathtub with a shower Floyd | attachment, which is a definite plus. The bedroom lies east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Master Bedroom Floyd | The master bedroom is a picture-postcard of rustic New England charm. Floyd | Faded sketches of rural landscapes adorn the walls; a beautifully Floyd | carved dressing mirror stands in one corner; an old-fashioned Floyd | accordion radiator gurgles quietly beneath the window. The most Floyd | striking feature, an enormous, antique, four-poster bed, must be the Floyd | largest piece of furniture in the house. Doorways lead west and south. Floyd | Floyd | Michael is curled up in bed, sound asleep. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "undress" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > UNDRESS Floyd | Floyd | You take off the trenchcoat. Floyd | You take off the clothes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "drop all" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > DROP ALL Floyd | Floyd | lantern: Dropped. Floyd | keyring: Dropped. Floyd | trenchcoat: Dropped. Floyd | clothes: Dropped. Floyd | umbrella: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter bed" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > ENTER BED Floyd | Floyd | Gratefully, you crawl into bed and pull the covers up to your chin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day one, evening
Floyd |
Floyd | > SLEEP
Floyd |
Floyd | Almost immediately you fall asleep, and as the wind slithers around
Floyd | the eaves and the house creaks furtive secrets to itself, you drift
Floyd | into troubling dreams...
| ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ]
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | You are waiting in your bed, with the coverlet up under your chin,
Floyd | waiting for Father to come tuck you in. Footsteps in the hall pause
Floyd | outside your door. You close your eyes; when you open them again
Floyd | Father is standing at the foot of the bed. His eyes are bloodshot,
Floyd | rimmed with red, and you wonder if he has been crying. Slowly, he
Floyd | starts to take off his belt.
Floyd |
Floyd | Only it's not your father after all, it's Michael. He hands you a
Floyd | golden sphere and says:
Floyd |
Floyd | "I don't know what it opens yet but I have an idea."
Floyd |
Floyd | Your reflection is like a little doll trapped inside the sphere.
Floyd | Everything is tinged with gold. Your face swells and stretches
Floyd | comically as you stare back at yourself through the curved, distorting
Floyd | walls. Reaching out, your fingers curve back on themselves... the wall
Floyd | breaks and...
Floyd |
Floyd | You are running from the eyes, the terrible red-rimmed eyes, through
Floyd | endless, narrow corridors of wooden slats and crumbling plaster. You
Floyd | stumble through turn after turn, hopelessly lost. There is a small
Floyd | hole in the boards -- peering through it you see Michael in the study,
Floyd | typing diligently away. You scream, you pound on the wall, but he
Floyd | can't hear you. The red-rimmed eyes draw closer; hurrying down a
Floyd | twisting passage you find a dead end... the wall breaks and...
Floyd |
Floyd | Outside, you stand at another dead end, a high brick wall at the end
Floyd | of a steep, twisting lane. Written in black spraypaint...
Floyd |
Floyd | He always returns to his blood.
Floyd |
Floyd | Behind you, you hear the buzzing of a fly. You turn...
| DavidW says, "let me know when you're all done reading" | |
Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] * THE SECOND DAY * Floyd ] Floyd ] It is hard to prevent the impression Floyd ] of a faint, malign odour about the village Floyd ] street, as of the massed mould and decay of Floyd ] centuries. It is always a relief to get Floyd ] clear of the place. Floyd ] Floyd ] -- H.P. Lovecraft Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd | | DavidW says, "I need a quick bathroom break." | |
Jacqueline says, "So yeah. That dream was pretty creepy. Well done, Gentry." | ||
Jacqueline says (to DW), "Go for it." | ||
DavidW says, "back" | ||
Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | You wake up. Steam billows gently by, and you can hear the sound of
Floyd | running water coming from the bathroom.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW asks, "Is this where Jota's gold sphere came from?" | |
Jacqueline exclaims, "Heh. I dunno. Maybe!" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed Floyd | The master bedroom is a picture-postcard of rustic New England charm. Floyd | Faded sketches of rural landscapes adorn the walls; a beautifully Floyd | carved dressing mirror stands in one corner; an old-fashioned Floyd | accordion radiator gurgles quietly beneath the window. The most Floyd | striking feature, an enormous, antique, four-poster bed, must be the Floyd | largest piece of furniture in the house. Doorways lead west and south. Floyd | Floyd | Your clothes lie in an untidy pile on the floor. Floyd | Floyd | Your trenchcoat is here. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see your umbrella, a keyring (on which are two keys (a Floyd | key to the house and a key to the cellar)) and a lantern here. Floyd | Floyd | On the four-poster bed you can see Michael's pants (in which is Floyd | Michael's wallet (which is closed)). Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Who wants a peek in Michael's pants?" | |
Jacqueline says, "This game has me on edge. I read Master Bedroom as 'Monster Bedroom'" | ||
Knight_Otu asks, "Monster? Where?" | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x wallet" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two Floyd | Floyd | > X WALLET Floyd | Floyd | It's just his wallet, an ordinary leather wallet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "open wallet" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN WALLET Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the wallet) Floyd | With a nervous glance toward the bathroom, you slip the wallet from Floyd | Michael's pants. Floyd | You open the wallet, revealing Michael's faculty card. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "hm" | |
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x faculty card" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two Floyd | Floyd | > X FACULTY CARD Floyd | Floyd | The card identifies your husband as a faculty member at Miskaton Floyd | University, entitled to all the privileges that implies. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Should we continue in our kleptomania?" | |
DavidW says, "No. He will come out again." | ||
Jacqueline asks, "So?" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Maybe not with our dear's wallet." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Like he'll notice." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Sigh. Fine." | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "close wallet" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE WALLET Floyd | Floyd | You close the wallet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "put wallet in pants" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two Floyd | Floyd | > PUT WALLET IN PANTS Floyd | Floyd | (Michael's pants) Floyd | You put the wallet into Michael's pants. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "So, enter the bathroom? Get dressed and go elsewhere? Just stay in bed?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under bed" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER BED Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "What, share the bathroom with our husband? Scandalous! Let's do it." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | The bathroom is occupied at the moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Ha" | |
DavidW says, "Married couples can share bathrooms!" | ||
Jacqueline says, "They must still be in the honeymoon phase." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Apparently it's more scandalous thn I thought." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Well, it was the 90s" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "I guess we get dressed and explore then." | ||
Jacqueline says, "mmkay" | ||
DavidW says, "It belatedly occurs to me that if we didn't listen to the answering machine, Michael also mentioned the Verlac name when asked about the house." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > STAND Floyd | Floyd | Reluctantly, you do so. Floyd | Floyd | Master Bedroom Floyd | The master bedroom is a picture-postcard of rustic New England charm. Floyd | Faded sketches of rural landscapes adorn the walls; a beautifully Floyd | carved dressing mirror stands in one corner; an old-fashioned Floyd | accordion radiator gurgles quietly beneath the window. The most Floyd | striking feature, an enormous, antique, four-poster bed, must be the Floyd | largest piece of furniture in the house. Doorways lead west and south. Floyd | Floyd | Your clothes lie in an untidy pile on the floor. Floyd | Floyd | Your trenchcoat is here. Floyd | Floyd | Michael's pants are draped across the foot of the bed. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see your umbrella, a keyring (on which are two keys (a Floyd | key to the house and a key to the cellar)) and a lantern here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "wear clothes" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > WEAR CLOTHES Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the clothes) Floyd | You put on the clothes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take keyring and lantern" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE KEYRING AND LANTERN Floyd | Floyd | keyring: Taken. Floyd | lantern: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "wear coat" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > WEAR COAT Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the trenchcoat) Floyd | You put on the trenchcoat. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "We didn't even smell the dirty clothes before we put them back on." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x landscapes" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X LANDSCAPES Floyd | Floyd | The sketches are charcoal on yellowed paper, pictures of the Floyd | surrounding countryside. They're quite pretty, actually, lending an Floyd | air of comfort to an otherwise cold and moribund house. Each drawing Floyd | is initialed in the corner - "J.W.V. - '95". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "smell clothes" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > SMELL CLOTHES Floyd | Floyd | You smell nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "As I expected - they are smelly" | |
Knight_Otu says, "Heh." | ||
DavidW asks, "Smelly in a girly way?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "I'm not sure what that means." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Of course, our other clothes are probably still packed away." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Yeah" | ||
Jacqueline says, "I'm gonna give us a pass." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "It's old clothes or streaking." | |
DavidW says, "We did lock the front door" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | There is a cord dangling in mid-air here, right about level with your Floyd | face. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I'm guessing it wouldn't let us streak, or else it wouldn't realize." | |
Jacqueline says, "The cord... shouldn't turn on a light." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Not without the electricity." | ||
DavidW says, "Bet it opens attic stairs." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull cord" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > PULL CORD Floyd | Floyd | With a rusty, ratcheting groan and a brief shower of dust, the trap Floyd | door swings down and folds back, revealing a rickety wooden ladder Floyd | leading up into darkness. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "We still have no matches, though." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Library Floyd | Whatever else their faults may have been, the Verlacs were evidently Floyd | not ones to shun the printed word. Books line the walls from floor to Floyd | ceiling in this dark-paneled, green-carpeted room, interrupted only by Floyd | doorways to the east and south. A rich, brown leather armchair sits in Floyd | stately repose near the window, with a polished brass pipe stand Floyd | nearby completing the picture of some blue-blooded country squire's Floyd | literary refuge. Once again, you are struck by how easily this place Floyd | could have been the perfect home. Floyd | Floyd | A beautiful pair of mahogany sliding doors stand closed to the east. Floyd | Floyd | Resting on the pipe stand is a sizable volume decorated with a gilded Floyd | pentagram on its cover. Floyd | Floyd | You pause as the shower shuts off, and you hear Michael moving around Floyd | in the next room. His footsteps thump loudly on the hardwood floor as Floyd | he comes down the hall, and then are muffled again as he steps onto Floyd | the deep green carpet of the library. Floyd | Floyd | "Good morning," he says, smiling and kissing you lightly on the cheek. Floyd | He looks around at the crowded rows of books. "Neat, huh? I may go Floyd | through some of them this morning. Since the fogies don't need me to Floyd | start work until tomorrow, I thought I'd stay home and try to get some Floyd | writing done." Floyd | Floyd | As he steps through the sliding doors into the study, he turns and Floyd | says, "I'll be in here for a while, okay? Oh, and if you go out today, Floyd | see if you can find a newspaper somewhere." He smiles as he slides the Floyd | doors shut. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Someone else from the Cragne Manor group may join us. I mentioned on the slack that we were playing this." | |
Knight_Otu asks, "Necronomicon possibly sighted?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Ooh, yeah" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x volume" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > X VOLUME Floyd | Floyd | (The Compleat Manual of Wardes and Seales) Floyd | It's an old medieval tome dated in the early 1300s, written by one Floyd | Galarian Academius desChamps. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read it" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ IT Floyd | Floyd | Essentially, it's a textbook on the theory and practice of magickal Floyd | wards and seals, mystic symbols inscribed on doors and containers in Floyd | order to keep people and spirits out -- or in. It's all very Floyd | deliberately vague and arcane (in addition to being written in Floyd | medieval French and translated into Middle English, making it nearly Floyd | impossible to understand), the kind of thing that likely got many a Floyd | scholar burned at the stake in those days. Floyd | Floyd | You are surprised to find that a page in this old and probably quite Floyd | valuable book has been folded down, as though to mark the place. The Floyd | section marked discusses various methods of opening doors that have Floyd | been sealed with the image of a pagan god. Speaking aloud the deity's Floyd | true name will usually do the trick, apparently. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Good to know." | |
DavidW says, "yes" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Library Floyd | Whatever else their faults may have been, the Verlacs were evidently Floyd | not ones to shun the printed word. Books line the walls from floor to Floyd | ceiling in this dark-paneled, green-carpeted room, interrupted only by Floyd | doorways to the east and south. A rich, brown leather armchair sits in Floyd | stately repose near the window, with a polished brass pipe stand Floyd | nearby completing the picture of some blue-blooded country squire's Floyd | literary refuge. Once again, you are struck by how easily this place Floyd | could have been the perfect home. Floyd | Floyd | A beautiful pair of mahogany sliding doors stand closed to the east. Floyd | Floyd | Resting on the pipe stand is a sizable volume decorated with a gilded Floyd | pentagram on its cover. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "But which pagan god? There's so many of them." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x books" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > X BOOKS Floyd | Floyd | Literally hundreds of books stuff the shelves, many of them thick, Floyd | cracked, leather-bound tomes with ribbon place-holders and titles Floyd | lettered in raised gold leaf. It would take you years to peruse them Floyd | all. However, one interesting title does catch your eye. An authentic Floyd | first printing of Edgar Allen Poe's Tales of Mystery and Floyd | Imagination, shelved incongruously between volumes "G" and "H" of Floyd | the Encyclopedia Americana. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Emily arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x poe" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > X POE Floyd | Floyd | It's a beautifully bound book in near-perfect condition, and probably Floyd | extremely valuable -- if it really is authentic. Michael will go nuts Floyd | when he sees this. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read poe" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ POE Floyd | Floyd | You'll have to take it down from the bookshelf if you want to read Floyd | anything other than the spine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take poe" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE POE Floyd | Floyd | The book sticks stubbornly at first, and, thinking that it must be Floyd | tightly wedged in between the encyclopediae, you give it a fierce Floyd | jerk. Suddenly, the book slides halfway out, then pops back in with a Floyd | loud "snick". Floyd | Floyd | Amazingly, a section of the bookshelf slides back, revealing a hidden Floyd | safe. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by one point. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x safe" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > X SAFE Floyd | Floyd | It's a stark cube of black, oily steel, fifteen inches to a side. Its Floyd | only feature is a large calibrated dial set into the front. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x dial" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > X DIAL Floyd | Floyd | The dial is calibrated from one to sixty. It is currently set to 24. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Ohh." | |
DavidW says, "well. We don't know the combination yet. The only numbers we've seen so far is our wedding date." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Surely it holds a valuable target for our kleptomania." | ||
DavidW says (to KO), "of course." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take safe" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE SAFE Floyd | Floyd | You don't even want to guess how much that thing weighs. You'd likely Floyd | break your back just trying to lift it. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hee" | |
DavidW says, "There's another room on this floor." | ||
DavidW says, "Other than the study." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "shall we?" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two
Floyd |
Floyd | > SHALL WE?
Floyd |
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW asks, "er shall we?" | |
Knight_Otu says, "Let's go." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | A rickety wooden ladder stands here, descending from a three-foot by Floyd | three-foot square of darkness in the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Children's Bedroom Floyd | This must be the children's bedroom. The bed is smaller than the one Floyd | in the master bedroom, its bright coverlet providing one of the few Floyd | feeble splashes of color in what must have been, for most of its Floyd | history, a joylessly Puritan household. A small vanity table occupies Floyd | the opposite wall, and in the corner under the window stands an Floyd | ancient crib. The only exit is to the north. Floyd | Floyd | A child's jewelry box sits on the corner of the vanity. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x box" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X BOX Floyd | Floyd | It's hardly larger than your hand, made of wood and charmingly Floyd | decorated with a picture of children dancing around a Maypole. Most Floyd | likely a plaything of one of the later Verlac children. The lid is Floyd | closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "open box" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN BOX Floyd | Floyd | You open the jewelry box, revealing a silver locket. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "music box, maybe?" | |
DavidW says, "oh" | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x locket" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X LOCKET Floyd | Floyd | It is oval-shaped, held shut with a tiny clasp. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "open it" | |
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "open locket" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN LOCKET Floyd | Floyd | You open the silver locket, revealing a boy's picture. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x picture" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X PICTURE Floyd | Floyd | (the jewelry box) Floyd | It's hardly larger than your hand, made of wood and charmingly Floyd | decorated with a picture of children dancing around a Maypole. Most Floyd | likely a plaything of one of the later Verlac children. The lid is Floyd | open to reveal a silver locket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x boy" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X BOY Floyd | Floyd | The boy in the picture looks no more than three or four years old. He Floyd | is smiling, but there is something disconcerting about his expression, Floyd | as though his head were not shaped quite right or his features had Floyd | been placed slightly wrong. He might possibly have been mentally Floyd | retarded. It's difficult to tell, because the picture has been cropped Floyd | so closely you can't even see the edges of the boy's face. Only his Floyd | features fill the tiny frame. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "So it mentioned that the last Verlac killed his family... and there's a crib..." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look through window" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK THROUGH WINDOW Floyd | Floyd | Through the narrow slats in the shutters, you can make out the bony, Floyd | grasping branches of the surrounding trees, waving in the wind. Not a Floyd | soothing sight. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says (to game), "I just wanted to know if it stopped raining." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x crib" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X CRIB Floyd | Floyd | The crib is made of wood and held together with pegs, not nails. It's Floyd | probably at least as old as the house. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in crib" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK IN CRIB Floyd | Floyd | The crib is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | Emily says, "it doesn't want you to be soothed by accident" | |
Knight_Otu says, "It never stops raining in northern Anchorhead." | ||
Emily says, "very important" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x vanity" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X VANITY Floyd | Floyd | A simple vanity table, scaled down for a child, spartan in design and Floyd | almost wholly without decoration. It's hard to imagine keeping any Floyd | sort of makeup or jewelry on it, but then again, vanity of even the Floyd | most innocent kind was probably discouraged in most of the Verlac Floyd | children. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open drawer" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN DRAWER Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bed" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X BED Floyd | Floyd | Not as fancy as the four-poster, but it looks comfortable enough. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x coverlet" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X COVERLET Floyd | Floyd | Not as fancy as the four-poster, but it looks comfortable enough. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under bed" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER BED Floyd | Floyd | You notice some odd scratches in the floor around the legs of the bed Floyd | frame -- marks about six inches long, scored into the wood. Otherwise, Floyd | nothing but shadows and dust under the bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull bed" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > PULL BED Floyd | Floyd | Bracing yourself, you push the bed away from the wall, revealing a Floyd | ragged hole in the wood paneling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x hole" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X HOLE Floyd | Floyd | It's about six inches wide, and looks like it was made by by someone Floyd | breaking in the wall with a hammer and pulling chunks of paneling out Floyd | with their bare hands. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
ChrisC arrives, ready to play with the toys. | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in hole" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK IN HOLE Floyd | Floyd | In the ragged hole is a bundle of soggy pages. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take pages" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE PAGES Floyd | Floyd | You pick up the bundle of soggy pages. It appears to have been Floyd | someone's diary. There must have been a leak at some time behind the Floyd | wall where it was hidden, because most of the pages are water-logged Floyd | and completely illegible. However, portions of a few entries remain Floyd | untouched. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by two points. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline exclaims (at Chris), "Hello!" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x diary" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X DIARY Floyd | Floyd | It appears to have been someone's diary. There must have been a leak Floyd | at some time behind the wall where it was hidden, because most of the Floyd | pages are water-logged and completely illegible. However, portions of Floyd | a few entries remain untouched. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read diary" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ DIARY Floyd | Floyd | Carefully, you turn the tattered pages. The handwriting is that of a Floyd | young girl. You idly wonder if this might have been the diary of one Floyd | of Edward Verlac's daughters -- but then you notice part of a date, Floyd | just visible in the corner of the page: 1953. This must have been Floyd | written, then, several years before Edward was born. Floyd | Floyd | The entries that are legible read as follows: Floyd | Floyd | ...Father came again to my bed last night... mother doesn't... Floyd | tells me I can't... to be a good daughter. Sometimes it hurts, but Floyd | Father always tells me I shouldn't cry. Father says a daughter must do Floyd | her Duty if she wants to get into Heaven. And I do want to get into Floyd | Heaven... Floyd | Floyd | [this entry dated 1957] ...my poor little William. Father calls Floyd | him an aberration, child of the Devil, but I don't believe... locked Floyd | in the attic. I go to see him whenever Father is away. I sing to him, Floyd | sometimes, through the keyhole, and slip him sweets through the crack Floyd | under the door... my baby is beautiful... can't let him hurt my dear Floyd | baby William... to the doctor, and he has a plan... I can never... Floyd | this locket, William, and I will always keep yours... to always Floyd | remember my face... Floyd | Floyd | Nothing else is readable except for one fragmented entry near the very Floyd | end of the book, the date in the corner reading February 27, 1961: Floyd | Floyd | ...dead, but not dead yet... will not allow him to do to Edward Floyd | what he wanted to do to William... have learned... given him the charm Floyd | against the... never take it off, dear Edward... [a page has been Floyd | torn away] ...fear to sleep... mist at the window -- Floyd | Floyd | And that's all. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "I..." | |
ChrisC exclaims, "hi!" | ||
Jacqueline cannot unsee what she has just seen. | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Man." | ||
DavidW says, "I'm wondering if we need to take family tree notes." | ||
Jacqueline wonders if it's not too late to divorce Michael for no reason under his control. | ||
Knight_Otu asks, "Am I reading this right?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "I'm sure you are." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Please tell me I'm.." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Damn." | ||
Jacqueline says, "I'll be right back. Got to go take a shower and flush my eyes with bleach." | ||
Jacqueline says, "(Kidding. I'm at Starbucks.)" | ||
DavidW asks, "A strawless or strawful Starbucks?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Strawless, most likely. Honolulu went to paper straws recently." | ||
ChrisC says, "I wonder what the arcane command is to emote on a channel..." | ||
Jacqueline says, "So, let's unpack this anyway, even though I don't want to." | ||
Jacqueline says, "You do ;:emotes." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Semicolon for the channel, colon to emote." | ||
ChrisC exclaims, "Thanks!" | ||
Jacqueline asks, "So I'm gathering that she had two children by her father?" | ||
Jacqueline asks, "William and Edward?" | ||
DavidW says, "Seems so." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Eesh. I guess." | ||
Jacqueline says, "And I guess we can only speculate about the '...dead, but not dead yet...' bit" | ||
DavidW says, "This also makes the attic more perilous." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Yeah" | ||
Jacqueline exclaims, "Let's go!" | ||
DavidW says, "I suggest checking the ground floor." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "We still don't have matches." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Fine." | ||
DavidW says, "We ought to be able to find matches at least." | ||
Jacqueline says, "We can go visit the tiny shackled skeleton in the attic later." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | A rickety wooden ladder stands here, descending from a three-foot by Floyd | three-foot square of darkness in the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Shall we peek in the bathroom to see if Michael left anything there?" | |
DavidW asks, "Make sure he flushed?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "You wouldn't let me filch his wallet but sure." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "I'm sure he flu..." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Master Bedroom Floyd | The master bedroom is a picture-postcard of rustic New England charm. Floyd | Faded sketches of rural landscapes adorn the walls; a beautifully Floyd | carved dressing mirror stands in one corner; an old-fashioned Floyd | accordion radiator gurgles quietly beneath the window. The most Floyd | striking feature, an enormous, antique, four-poster bed, must be the Floyd | largest piece of furniture in the house. Doorways lead west and south. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see your umbrella here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Bathroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Bathroom Floyd | A small chamber of cold, white tile and floral-print wallpaper. It Floyd | sports a genuine, whitewashed, claw-foot bathtub with a shower Floyd | attachment, which is a definite plus. The bedroom lies east. Floyd | Floyd | Michael's bath towel lies crumpled in the corner, next to the tub. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x towel" | ||
Floyd ] Bathroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X TOWEL Floyd | Floyd | It's still a little damp from Michael's shower, but otherwise it's a Floyd | perfectly ordinary bath towel. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take towel" | ||
Floyd ] Bathroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE TOWEL Floyd | Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "smell it" | ||
Floyd ] Bathroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > SMELL IT Floyd | Floyd | Smells a bit mildewy. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Should we take our umbrella with its nice hooked handle/" | |
Jacqueline asks, "?" | ||
DavidW says, "okay" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Master Bedroom Floyd | The master bedroom is a picture-postcard of rustic New England charm. Floyd | Faded sketches of rural landscapes adorn the walls; a beautifully Floyd | carved dressing mirror stands in one corner; an old-fashioned Floyd | accordion radiator gurgles quietly beneath the window. The most Floyd | striking feature, an enormous, antique, four-poster bed, must be the Floyd | largest piece of furniture in the house. Doorways lead west and south. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see your umbrella here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take umbrella" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE UMBRELLA Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the keyring into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a hand Floyd | free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Let's hope our coat has nice deep pockets." | |
DavidW says, "I now remember what puzzle the towel is for." | ||
DavidW says, "It's much much much later in the game." | ||
Jacqueline says (to DW), "SHHHH" | ||
Knight_Otu exclaims, "Spoilers!" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "But yeah, it's for the Babel Fish puzzle." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x luggage" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > X LUGGAGE Floyd | Floyd | It's all a huge, hopeless mess. Just looking at it instantly drains Floyd | you of any desire to unpack. Floyd | Floyd | A cold, noiseless draft coils through the narrow entrance hall. You Floyd | shiver, wondering where it came from. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "You mean it's not for the pirate ship?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open luggage" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN LUGGAGE Floyd | Floyd | Honestly, you just can't muster enough motivation. Floyd | Floyd | A cold, noiseless draft coils through the narrow entrance hall. You Floyd | shiver, wondering where it came from. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "so, shall I pick a random diretion?" | |
Jacqueline says, "I'm glad to know that protagonists in IF games like to unpack as much as I do." | ||
Jacqueline says (to DW), "Sure" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Back Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Back Hall Floyd | A short hallway, connecting rooms to the east, west and south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Where once pots and skillets and various utensils hung in profusion, Floyd | the kitchen walls are now merely ranks of dusty cabinets and a forest Floyd | of empty hooks. Doorways lead east and south, a small pantry lies to Floyd | the northwest, and the back door to the north leads out of the house. Floyd | Floyd | Someone's flashlight is lying on the kitchen counter; one of the Floyd | movers must have left it. Floyd | Floyd | An odd feeling of gloom overtakes you momentarily, and you find Floyd | yourself thinking about the Verlac family's personal effects -- the Floyd | everyday mundanities, such as kitchen utensils. Were they thrown out, Floyd | or donated to charity, or auctioned off as grisly souvenirs? What Floyd | about the canned goods? Did anyone think to take them? The cabinets Floyd | might even still be stocked. Morbidly, you wonder what Mrs. Edward Floyd | Verlac might have been cooking for dinner the night her husband blew Floyd | her head off. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Oh flashlight." | |
Jacqueline says, "Wow." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take flashlight" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE FLASHLIGHT Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the lantern into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a hand Floyd | free) Floyd | You pick up the flashlight. It's battery-powered, and waterproof too, Floyd | by the look of it. Floyd | Floyd | The flashlight is currently switched off. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "We are ... yeah. Dark." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open cabinets" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN CABINETS Floyd | Floyd | The cabinets are not, after all, still stocked -- much to your relief. Floyd | There's nothing in there but an old book of matches. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "This is interesting, because the first time I played this, I didn't get to read any of it. It was read to me." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take matches" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE MATCHES Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the bundle of soggy pages into the pocket of your trenchcoat Floyd | to get a hand free) Floyd | You pick up the book of matches. A label on the side reads, Floyd | "Water-resistant matches. Strike on cover." There are six matches Floyd | left. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "And yes, protagonist, that was morbid." | |
Jacqueline says, "And I have little memory of it." | ||
Knight_Otu asks, "Blocked parts of it out?" | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "use black light to look for blood spatter patterns" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > USE BLACK LIGHT TO LOOK FOR BLOOD SPATTER PATTERNS Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to KO), "Possibly." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x hooks" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > X HOOKS Floyd | Floyd | You needn't worry about that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sink" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > X SINK Floyd | Floyd | You needn't worry about that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x fridge" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > X FRIDGE Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Darkness day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and you can't see a thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn on flashlight" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON FLASHLIGHT Floyd | Floyd | The flashlight emits a warm yellow beam. Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | The pantry is empty save for a layer of dust on the shelves. A door to Floyd | the south leads down to the cellar, or you can return to the kitchen Floyd | to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Leaning in the corner is an old broom. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "maga and I were driving cross-country. I was at the wheel, and he read this aloud to me on a palm pilot, if memory serves." | |
Jacqueline says, "It helped us pass the time." | ||
DavidW asks, "I assume we don't want to visit the cellar just yet?" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Yeah, not yet." | ||
Jacqueline says, "I'm down with taking in all the horror right away, but whatever." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x broom" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry day two Floyd | Floyd | > X BROOM Floyd | Floyd | It's just an ordinary-looking broom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Where once pots and skillets and various utensils hung in profusion, Floyd | the kitchen walls are now merely ranks of dusty cabinets and a forest Floyd | of empty hooks. Doorways lead east and south, a small pantry lies to Floyd | the northwest, and the back door to the north leads out of the house. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn off flashlight" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN OFF FLASHLIGHT Floyd | Floyd | You switch the flashlight off. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the back door first) Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "And if you were driving, I guess you also concentrated more on the road." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the keyring) Floyd | (slipping the towel into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a hand Floyd | free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | You unlock the back door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the back door first) Floyd | Floyd | Path Behind the House Floyd | A gravel path starts here at the back door of the house, and marks a Floyd | trail nearly overgrown by weeds and briars. It disappears into the Floyd | undergrowth to the northwest, framed by crooked trees with overhanging Floyd | branches that seem to form a stunted, jagged archway into the dim Floyd | recesses of the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to KO), "Yeah. I probably didn't take it all in." | |
Jacqueline says, "The towel is now in our trenchcoat pocket. Next I suggest we add a table or something." | ||
Knight_Otu exclaims, "Towel, and lantern!" | ||
DavidW says, "hm. No country garden with ripe berries." | ||
Jacqueline exclaims, "Ha. Right!" | ||
Jacqueline says, "I forgot about the lantern." | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing your trenchcoat, your clothes and your wedding ring; Floyd | in addition, you have in your hands a keyring, on which are two keys Floyd | (a key to the house and a key to the cellar), a book of matches with Floyd | six matches left, a flashlight and your umbrella. Floyd | Floyd | The pockets of your trenchcoat contain a towel, a bundle of soggy Floyd | pages, a lantern and a flask (which is closed). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Emily goes home. | ||
Emily has disconnected. | DavidW asks, "I'm not sure if we want to explore this path yet? Do we?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > X TREES Floyd | Floyd | The woods are ancient, thick with undergrowth and full of shadows. Floyd | Branches creak, leaves rustle beneath unseen, half-imagined footsteps, Floyd | and strange birdcalls echo through the trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x weeds" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > X WEEDS Floyd | Floyd | You needn't worry about that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Stooping to avoid the sharp, bare twigs that snag your clothes and Floyd | seem to reach greedily for your eyes, you pick your way through the Floyd | undergrowth to a small clearing. Floyd | Floyd | Family Plot Floyd | Old, moss-slimed tombstones, many broken off and leaning crazily like Floyd | an old man's teeth, poke up from the soft, mulchy earth. In their Floyd | midst stands an ancient marble crypt, its heavy iron door nearly Floyd | obscured by thick draperies of ivy. The trees press close around this Floyd | quiet enclave of death, leaning together over your head as if sharing Floyd | secrets. A gap in the undergrowth to the southeast reveals a narrow Floyd | gravel path. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Ooh." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x tombstones" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > X TOMBSTONES Floyd | Floyd | Years of neglect have left the tombstones in bad repair -- the ones Floyd | not broken are eroded to near-illegibility, and those not eroded are Floyd | covered with thick, sticky moss. From what you can make out, though, Floyd | most of them are servants' graves. Family members were most likely Floyd | buried in the larger structure in the middle of the clearing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x crypt" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > X CRYPT Floyd | Floyd | Grimly carved letters over the door spell out a single name: "VERLAC". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x iron door" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > X IRON DOOR Floyd | Floyd | Grimly carved letters over the door spell out a single name: "VERLAC". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open it" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN IT Floyd | Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock it" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK IT Floyd | Floyd | You go through all the keys on your keyring, trying each one in turn, Floyd | but none of the keys seem to fit. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Clearly we need a skeleton key." | |
DavidW says, "har" | ||
Jacqueline says, ";hee" | ||
DavidW says, "I'm guessing the dining room will be south of the kitchen." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Sounds likely." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Path Behind the House Floyd | A gravel path starts here at the back door of the house, and marks a Floyd | trail nearly overgrown by weeds and briars. It disappears into the Floyd | undergrowth to the northwest, framed by crooked trees with overhanging Floyd | branches that seem to form a stunted, jagged archway into the dim Floyd | recesses of the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Where once pots and skillets and various utensils hung in profusion, Floyd | the kitchen walls are now merely ranks of dusty cabinets and a forest Floyd | of empty hooks. Doorways lead east and south, a small pantry lies to Floyd | the northwest, and the back door to the north leads out of the house. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the back door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "lock it" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOCK IT Floyd | Floyd | You lock the back door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dining Room Floyd | Much of the elegance has faded from this room. The huge dining table Floyd | running the length of it is covered with a thick gray film of dust, Floyd | and the china cupboard standing against the far wall is draped in Floyd | shadow. Doorways to the north and east offer little relief from the Floyd | gloom. For what must be the hundredth time, you wish you could open Floyd | the windows in this place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x cupboard" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X CUPBOARD Floyd | Floyd | It's a free-standing cabinet about as tall as you are, crafted of Floyd | cherrywood. The double paneled doors are closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open it" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN IT Floyd | Floyd | The cupboard is empty; the china must have been auctioned off, in the Floyd | confusion before Michael was contacted, perhaps. Down at the bottom of Floyd | the cupboard is a velvet lining, where the silverware would usually be Floyd | kept. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x lining" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X LINING Floyd | Floyd | The lining is soft, dusky burgundy. One corner in back is pulled up a Floyd | bit and slightly torn. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Why can we not open the windows?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "move lining" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > MOVE LINING Floyd | Floyd | That would accomplish very little. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take lining" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE LINING Floyd | Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "pull lining" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > PULL LINING Floyd | Floyd | You pull the lining back a bit further and discover a thin, palm-sized Floyd | journal tucked underneath it. Intrigued, you pull the little book Floyd | free. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by two points. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Let's... not read it." | |
DavidW says (to KO), "examine your prize." | ||
Jacqueline says, "I don't like reading things in this game." | ||
Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x book" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X BOOK Floyd | Floyd | Which do you mean, the torn journal or the book of matches? Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline covers her eyes. | |
Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x torn" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X TORN Floyd | Floyd | (the torn journal) Floyd | It's a slim little book, no bigger than your hand, bound in imitation Floyd | leather. The mice really have been at it; most of the pages have been Floyd | chewed away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "read it" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ IT Floyd | Floyd | It's a slim little book, no bigger than your hand, bound in imitation Floyd | leather. The mice really have been at it; most of the pages have been Floyd | chewed away. Floyd | Floyd | What's left of the journal reads: Floyd | Floyd | Desperate. Went back to the old twisting lane and found only a Floyd | blank wall. Without the amulet, how can I resist -- Floyd | Floyd | ...bottles, bottles... Floyd | Floyd | Getting worse. People I have never met smile knowingly at me in Floyd | the street. The police believe I am a child molester, but have brought Floyd | no charges against me as yet. Why? Head hurts all the time. I have Floyd | turned the cellar upside-down... damn it all, where is it? Floyd | Floyd | Dreamed of Father again. Dreamed of Grandfather. Those horrible, Floyd | red-rimmed eyes... Floyd | Floyd | -- into the safe, finally. 13-41-10. Won't forget THAT soon. Floyd | Ha! Floyd | Floyd | CANNOT DISCOVER ENTRANCE IN THE CELLAR!!! Secret eludes me still Floyd | but I WILL FIND IT!!! The clue is in their names, that pestilential Floyd | procession of names! If I could only -- Floyd | Floyd | The text breaks off as several more pages are missing. the last Floyd | fragmented entry reads: Floyd | Floyd | -- will fail. There is no recourse left. I know now what I must Floyd | do. Julia -- Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Well, lete's open the safe." | |
Jacqueline says, "Let's, even." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x table" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X TABLE Floyd | Floyd | It's a finely built table, a valued antique like much of the furniture Floyd | in this house. It will need to be oiled after so many months of Floyd | neglect, though. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under table" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER TABLE Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | A rickety wooden ladder stands here, descending from a three-foot by Floyd | three-foot square of darkness in the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Library Floyd | Whatever else their faults may have been, the Verlacs were evidently Floyd | not ones to shun the printed word. Books line the walls from floor to Floyd | ceiling in this dark-paneled, green-carpeted room, interrupted only by Floyd | doorways to the east and south. A rich, brown leather armchair sits in Floyd | stately repose near the window, with a polished brass pipe stand Floyd | nearby completing the picture of some blue-blooded country squire's Floyd | literary refuge. Once again, you are struck by how easily this place Floyd | could have been the perfect home. Floyd | Floyd | A beautiful pair of mahogany sliding doors stand closed to the east. Floyd | Floyd | A section of the shelves in the western wall has slid to one side, Floyd | revealing a hidden safe. Floyd | Floyd | Resting on the pipe stand is a sizable volume decorated with a gilded Floyd | pentagram on its cover. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open safe" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN SAFE Floyd | Floyd | There's no handle on the door; it opens when you get the combination Floyd | right. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear Michael in the next room, typing away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 13" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN DIAL TO 13 Floyd | Floyd | The tumblers tick quietly as you turn the dial to 13... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 41" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN DIAL TO 41 Floyd | Floyd | The tumblers tick quietly as you turn the dial to 41... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 10" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN DIAL TO 10 Floyd | Floyd | The tumblers tick quietly as you turn the dial to 10... and with a Floyd | hollow thunk, the safe suddenly swings open. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by two points. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in safe" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK IN SAFE Floyd | Floyd | In the safe are a puzzle box and a strange metal flute. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take all from safe" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE ALL FROM SAFE Floyd | Floyd | puzzle box: (slipping the umbrella into the pocket of your trenchcoat Floyd | to get a hand free) Floyd | You remove the puzzle box from the safe. It's roughly the size and Floyd | shape of a cigar box, carved from some dark and oddly streaked wood Floyd | that you can't identify. All six surfaces are decorated in a complex Floyd | arrangement of grooves and panels, most of which are illustrated with Floyd | leering, demonic faces and obscene designs. As far as you can tell, it Floyd | is in fact a box, and meant to be opened; however, you see no obvious Floyd | way to do so. Floyd | strange metal flute: (slipping the flashlight into the pocket of your Floyd | trenchcoat to get a hand free) Floyd | You remove the strange metal flute from the safe. It appears to be Floyd | some kind of wind instrument, fashioned out of ornately carved, Floyd | greenish metal. Seven holes of varying sizes are drilled along the Floyd | top. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline exclaims, "HA!" | |
Jacqueline says, "Sorry. The trenchcoat continues to amuse me." | ||
Knight_Otu exclaims, "Now the umbrella!" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x faces" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > X FACES Floyd | Floyd | It's roughly the size and shape of a cigar box, carved from some dark Floyd | and oddly streaked wood that you can't identify. All six surfaces are Floyd | decorated in a complex arrangement of grooves and panels, most of Floyd | which are illustrated with leering, demonic faces and obscene designs. Floyd | As far as you can tell, it is in fact a box, and meant to be opened; Floyd | however, you see no obvious way to do so. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "play flute" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > PLAY FLUTE Floyd | Floyd | (the strange metal flute) Floyd | You blow an open chord into the little flute, and it resonates with an Floyd | eerie, metallic warble. The sound lingers in the air for a moment, Floyd | then gently fades away. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "The policemen who will inevitably arrest us will go mad from the trenchcoat's contents." | |
Jacqueline says, "I must say, though, this is so much better than inventory management where you're told you have too much stuff for your pockets." | ||
DavidW asks, "Since we have a flashlight, should we check the attic now?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "So, Julia mentioned the wall." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Not that we need to go there, but the wall has purpose." | ||
DavidW says, "we need an amulet for the wall." | ||
Jacqueline says (to DW), "Sure" | ||
Jacqueline says (to DW), "Right" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | A rickety wooden ladder stands here, descending from a three-foot by Floyd | three-foot square of darkness in the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn on light" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON LIGHT Floyd | Floyd | The flashlight emits a warm yellow beam. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I'm assuming that the amulete is not the locket" | |
Roger says, "technically you can't play a chord on a (human, mundane) flute" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | The ancient rungs creak alarmingly as you ascend. Floyd | Floyd | Attic Floyd | It's much cooler up here than in the rest of the house, and you find Floyd | it hard to suppress a shiver. Grotesque, looming shadows crawl across Floyd | the low, slanted ceiling, and the dust hangs thick and motionless in Floyd | the air. To the west the ceiling dips even lower until the space Floyd | beneath leaves hardly room enough to crawl, while to the north stands Floyd | a wooden door, draped in shadows and half-hidden by the slanting Floyd | eaves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > X DOOR Floyd | Floyd | It's an ordinary wooden door, unremarkable except for the antique Floyd | metal keyplate. Beneath the door, a thin line of faint light is barely Floyd | visible. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "I bet the door's going to be locked." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN DOOR Floyd | Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "You are psychic." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look through keyhole" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK THROUGH KEYHOLE Floyd | Floyd | The keyhole is dark, as though blocked by something. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu collects a no prize. | |
DavidW says, "This a paper under the door, push the key onto the paper puzzle." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Oh hey, pushing the key puzze." | ||
Jacqueline exclaims, "Possibly!" | ||
Jacqueline says, "I might need another cawfee." | ||
DavidW says, "I guess we return here when we have suitable candidates for paper and poking item." | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing your trenchcoat, your clothes and your wedding ring; Floyd | in addition, you have in your hands a strange metal flute, a puzzle Floyd | box (which is closed), a torn journal, a keyring, on which are two Floyd | keys (a key to the house and a key to the cellar) and a book of Floyd | matches with six matches left. Floyd | Floyd | The pockets of your trenchcoat contain a flashlight (providing light), Floyd | your umbrella, a towel, a bundle of soggy pages, a lantern and a flask Floyd | (which is closed). Floyd | Floyd | > | ChrisC asks, "How old is that puzzle, anyway? Does it date back to a Christie mystery or something?" | |
DavidW says (to ChrisC), "I don't know." | ||
Jacqueline says, "That's a great question." | ||
Jacqueline says, "I'd read an article on that." | ||
Jacqueline says, "My first encounter with it was Zork II, but I" | ||
DavidW says, "I've only seen it in IF games." | ||
Jacqueline says, "I'm sure it's way older." | ||
DavidW says, "Let's see the east wing of the ground floor." | ||
Jacqueline says, "mmkay" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | The ancient rungs creak alarmingly as you descend. Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | A rickety wooden ladder stands here, descending from a three-foot by Floyd | three-foot square of darkness in the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn off light" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN OFF LIGHT Floyd | Floyd | You switch the flashlight off. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Don't forget the flashlight..." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Sitting Room Floyd | The east wall is occupied by a beautiful antique sofa, and a large, Floyd | hand-woven rug covers the hardwood floor. The huge marble fireplace in Floyd | the north wall helps complete the impression of comfort and warmth, Floyd | and for a moment or two you can almost think of this place as Floyd | somewhere you could live, as opposed to merely somewhere others have Floyd | died. The foyer lies west, and a doorway to the left of the fireplace Floyd | leads north. Floyd | Floyd | Your brief sense of comfort quickly drains away, however, as you Floyd | become aware of the icy and maniacal stare emanating from the great Floyd | portrait hanging over the mantelpiece. Under the malefic gaze of those Floyd | red-rimmed eyes, the most comforting thought you can muster is that of Floyd | immediate flight. Floyd | Floyd | On the sofa is a family album. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Right." | |
Jacqueline says, "Ooh" | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | It's a slim, hardbound volume in dark leather, unadorned except for Floyd | name "Verlac" embossed on the front. Glancing at the title page, you Floyd | notice two details: one, the book was self-published; and two, it was Floyd | published in 1944. So it's a good bet that Edward Verlac and his Floyd | family aren't mentioned here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "read album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | The book contains portraits and brief biographies (although, Floyd | strangely, no birth or death dates) on some two hundred members of the Floyd | Verlac clan, from the central family figures to the distant second Floyd | cousins. If you want to read about someone in here, you'll have to Floyd | look them up by name. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up julia in album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP JULIA IN ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | No mention of Edward's wife, since the book was published in 1944 and Floyd | she probably wasn't even born yet. Even so, you're uncertain whether Floyd | Julia Ward would have even counted as a proper Verlac. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "huh Okay" | |
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x eyes" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X EYES Floyd | Floyd | They are the eyes from your dream, without question. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x portrait" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X PORTRAIT Floyd | Floyd | The man in the portrait is the apotheosis of everything cruel and Floyd | inhuman that you have ever laid eyes on. His archaic Puritan dress Floyd | would indicate that he must have lived a very long time ago; perhaps Floyd | he was the founder of the Verlac family in this region. If so, it's no Floyd | wonder they all wound up murdered or mad: the red-rimmed eyes glaring Floyd | down from his gaunt and haggard face seem to blaze with a terrible Floyd | insanity. There is nothing regal, fatherly or dignified about this Floyd | portrait. It is the essence of raving, gibbering evil captured on Floyd | canvas. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x plaque" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X PLAQUE Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I hoped his name would be there." | |
Jacqueline says, "yeah" | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "look up man in portrait" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP MAN IN PORTRAIT Floyd | Floyd | You discover nothing of interest in the portrait. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "If only we could use Google reverse-image search" | |
Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "look up william" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP WILLIAM Floyd | Floyd | What do you want to look that up in? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "Do we know any of the names? We could guess Frederick or Wilhelm or Vilhelm or Victor." | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two
Floyd |
Floyd | > DO WE KNOW ANY OF THE NAMES? WE COULD GUESS FREDERICK OR WILHELM OR
Floyd | VILHELM OR VICTOR.
Floyd |
Floyd | (in the family album)
Floyd | You cannot find that name anywhere in the album.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "look up michael verlac" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP MICHAEL VERLAC Floyd | Floyd | What do you want to look that up in? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | No mention of Michael in here, which isn't surprising, since he wasn't Floyd | born until 1973. Even so, Michael is such an extremely distant Floyd | relative, it's doubtful he would have been in this book in any case. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I was wondering if he was named for someone" | |
Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "look up william in album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP WILLIAM IN ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | You cannot find that name anywhere in the album. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Right." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sofa" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X SOFA Floyd | Floyd | It's a 19th century William IV-style sofa with wide, flaring armrests Floyd | and beautifully scrolled mahogany woodwork. The upholstery is a soft, Floyd | faded wine color. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x fireplace" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X FIREPLACE Floyd | Floyd | The fireplace is carved from beautiful, dark-veined marble, a strange Floyd | shade that is not quite a deep, forest green and not quite a murky, Floyd | dusky red. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in fireplace" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK IN FIREPLACE Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter it" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > ENTER IT Floyd | Floyd | It doesn't matter how filled with Christmas spirit you are; you're not Floyd | going up that chimney. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in chimney" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK IN CHIMNEY Floyd | Floyd | (the lantern) Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Heh." | |
Jacqueline says, "That seems so out of place." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x rug" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X RUG Floyd | Floyd | The rug has a rustic, quilt-like pattern to it, and it covers all but Floyd | the outer edges of the hardwood floor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "move rug" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > MOVE RUG Floyd | Floyd | The rug is too heavy for you to move by yourself. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "roll rug" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > ROLL RUG Floyd | Floyd | The rug is too heavy for you to move by yourself. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "lift rug" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LIFT RUG Floyd | Floyd | You lift one corner of the rug and look underneath. Nothing but dust Floyd | and floorboards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "exits" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > EXITS Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to DW), "1998" | |
Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "look under sofa" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER SOFA Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks (of Jacqueline), "hm?" | |
Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "look behind portrait" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK BEHIND PORTRAIT Floyd | Floyd | The portrait doesn't move; it's firmly attached to the wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Just commenting on 'exits'" | |
Jacqueline says, "I'm almost surprised X works." | ||
DavidW says, "This probably isn't the original edition." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "version" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > VERSION Floyd | Floyd | ANCHORHEAD Floyd | An interactive gothic by Michael S. Gentry Floyd | Floyd | (Type HELP or ABOUT for some useful information.) Floyd | Floyd | Release 5 / Serial number 990206 / Inform v6.15 Library 6/7 Floyd | Standard interpreter 1.0 (6b) / Library serial number 970918 Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh, huh. 1997" | |
Jacqueline says, "Or, wait, 1999" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Yeah" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Sitting Room Floyd | The east wall is occupied by a beautiful antique sofa, and a large, Floyd | hand-woven rug covers the hardwood floor. The huge marble fireplace in Floyd | the north wall helps complete the impression of comfort and warmth, Floyd | and for a moment or two you can almost think of this place as Floyd | somewhere you could live, as opposed to merely somewhere others have Floyd | died. The foyer lies west, and a doorway to the left of the fireplace Floyd | leads north. Floyd | Floyd | The portrait gazes down at you with crimson-edged malice. Floyd | Floyd | On the sofa is a family album. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "so, north next" | |
Jacqueline says, "sure" | ||
Knight_Otu says, ">Deface portrait" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Gallery day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Gallery Floyd | A long, oak-paneled room, with doorways to the south and west. Floyd | Paintings line the walls, mounted beneath small, shaded lamps that Floyd | would illuminate the canvasses nicely if only the electricity were Floyd | working. Still, even in the shadowed gloom you can see that all were Floyd | done by the same artist. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x painting" | ||
Floyd ] Gallery day two Floyd | Floyd | > X PAINTING Floyd | Floyd | All of them are bizarre, and most of them border on the grotesque. Floyd | Alien landscapes peopled by writhing, malformed creatures; ancient Floyd | temples built in strange, eye-bending architectures; monstrous beasts Floyd | crawling through shadows that cannot quite conceal their disturbingly Floyd | human shapes -- these seem to make up the bulk of the paintings' Floyd | subject matter. And yet, despite the fantastical nature of the images Floyd | painted, the style is neither abstract nor surreal. In fact, the level Floyd | of detail approaches the photorealistic. Excruciating attention has Floyd | been paid to light, shadows, and textures; even the alien creatures Floyd | are depicted with gruesome anatomical accuracy. It is as though the Floyd | artist had worked from actual, living models rather than from what Floyd | must have been a thoroughly deranged imagination, and the overall Floyd | effect is rather chilling. Floyd | Floyd | One scene in particular catches your eye. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x scene" | ||
Floyd ] Gallery day two Floyd | Floyd | > X SCENE Floyd | Floyd | The simple but striking image of five young women being burned to Floyd | death at the stake. Around them stand a crowd of men and women dressed Floyd | in rustic, 17th century clothing; they jeer and throw stones. The Floyd | ringleader, standing in front of the five glowing pyres with the Floyd | smoking torch still in his hand, wears a clergyman's collar. Floyd | Floyd | The artist obviously went to painstaking lengths to depict the burning Floyd | in ghastly detail: skin curling away from blackened flesh; hair Floyd | shriveling; eyes boiling in their sockets and melting across cracked Floyd | and splitting cheeks... repeated five times over, on the bodies of Floyd | five thrashing, screaming girls. It turns your stomach to look at. Floyd | Floyd | You shake yourself suddenly, and realize you've been staring intently Floyd | at the painting for minutes on end. You step back and rub your tired Floyd | eyes. When you look again, however, the picture you were just Floyd | examining is no longer in front of you. None of the other paintings Floyd | have moved as far as you can tell, but that particular scene seems to Floyd | have disappeared without leaving so much as a blank space on the wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "This is definitely not going to be a family friendly transcript." | |
Knight_Otu says, "We knew that already, but it keeps gets reconfirmed." | ||
DavidW asks, "Are we done here? Cellar next?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Yeah" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Yeah to both of you." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Back Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Back Hall Floyd | A short hallway, connecting rooms to the east, west and south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Where once pots and skillets and various utensils hung in profusion, Floyd | the kitchen walls are now merely ranks of dusty cabinets and a forest Floyd | of empty hooks. Doorways lead east and south, a small pantry lies to Floyd | the northwest, and the back door to the north leads out of the house. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Darkness day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and you can't see a thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn on light" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON LIGHT Floyd | Floyd | The flashlight emits a warm yellow beam. Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | The pantry is empty save for a layer of dust on the shelves. A door to Floyd | the south leads down to the cellar, or you can return to the kitchen Floyd | to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Leaning in the corner is an old broom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | (opening the cellar door first) Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You unlock the cellar door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | (opening the cellar door first) Floyd | You descend the gloomy steps into the dank cellar. Floyd | Floyd | Cellar Floyd | The old, flagstone walls gleam with unwholesome-smelling moisture, and Floyd | the sagging timbers creak uneasily above your head. Ancient, frayed Floyd | wiring festoons the ceiling like some strange species of clinging Floyd | vine. Portions of the cellar extend south and east into the clammy Floyd | darkness, though you could always beat a hasty retreat up the stairs Floyd | to the north. Floyd | Floyd | One largish bundle of wires leads down to a rusty old fuse cabinet Floyd | bolted to the far wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x cabinet" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > X CABINET Floyd | Floyd | It's an ancient, clunky metal box, about the size of a kid's lunchbox. Floyd | There's some sort of lettering on the cover, but it's too corroded to Floyd | read. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I'm not touching that without gloves" | |
Jacqueline says, "brb. Bathroom. Hoping no one steals my laptop. Back in a sec." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "I'm not touching that, period." | ||
DavidW says, "Michael asked us to bring him a newspaper, so we'll have to leave the house for that." | ||
DavidW says, "I assume that's north of Junction, since we never went that way." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Possibly. I'm not mapping." | ||
DavidW says, "We also didn't go north from the university library." | ||
DavidW says, "Or fully explore the asylum, but I imagine we'll be escaping from there rather than be entering on purpose." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Sounds likely." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Back" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Wine Cellar Floyd | This wing of the cellar is even older than the rest, with walls of Floyd | piled, unmortared stone. The entire room is filled with wine racks. Floyd | They cover every wall except for one spot to the west, where an exit Floyd | leads back to the main cellar. Floyd | Floyd | All of the racks are dust-covered and empty except for one against the Floyd | north wall, which contains some forty or fifty dark bottles. Floyd | Floyd | You are reminded of something Michael told you during the long drive Floyd | up: about how when the police arrived after the shooting, they found Floyd | the wine cellar in a shambles -- nearly every bottle thrown to the Floyd | floor and shattered, and the whole place reeking of rotted grapes. All Floyd | except the bottles in the north rack. None of those had been touched. Floyd | No one could posit a motive for it. Floyd | Floyd | You smile a bit, recalling your husband's ability to turn a piece of Floyd | insignificant trivia into a compelling story. Still, though, now that Floyd | you're actually standing here... it all seems very strange. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bottles" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > X BOTTLES Floyd | Floyd | Row after row of smooth, dust-covered glass. The wine inside is dark Floyd | and murky, reminding you, somewhat irrationally, of blood. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Let's try taking a bottle." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take bottle" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE BOTTLE Floyd | Floyd | Strange; the bottles all seem to be fixed in place. They won't come Floyd | out of the rack no matter how you tug at them. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu exclaims, "Hah!" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "push bottle" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH BOTTLE Floyd | Floyd | The bottles won't budge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "move rack" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > MOVE RACK Floyd | Floyd | The wine racks won't budge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x rack" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > X RACK Floyd | Floyd | These racks must have at one time contained hundreds upon hundreds of Floyd | wine bottles. Idly, you wonder which member of the family developed Floyd | such a taste for what would have been, for the first few generations Floyd | at least, a sinful vice of the basest kind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x walls" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > X WALLS Floyd | Floyd | You needn't worry about that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Cellar Floyd | The old, flagstone walls gleam with unwholesome-smelling moisture, and Floyd | the sagging timbers creak uneasily above your head. Ancient, frayed Floyd | wiring festoons the ceiling like some strange species of clinging Floyd | vine. Portions of the cellar extend south and east into the clammy Floyd | darkness, though you could always beat a hasty retreat up the stairs Floyd | to the north. Floyd | Floyd | One largish bundle of wires leads down to a rusty old fuse cabinet Floyd | bolted to the far wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Storage Floyd | Old crates and boxes piled high against the walls make this room seem Floyd | even smaller and dingier than it actually is, which is saying a lot. A Floyd | doorway lies north; the other walls contain nothing but shadows and Floyd | dirt-filled corners. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x crates" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > X CRATES Floyd | Floyd | The accumulated junk of almost four centuries' worth of one family's Floyd | strangeness. Most of it is old linens, moth-eaten clothes, newspaper Floyd | clippings -- exciting stuff like that. There's far more here than you Floyd | could ever go through, even if you had the inclination to. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "search it" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH IT Floyd | Floyd | You can't see "it" (the fuse cabinet) at the moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "search crates" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH CRATES Floyd | Floyd | You spend some time poking dispiritedly through boxes of second-hand Floyd | table settings, discarded shoes and outdated encyclopedias, but the Floyd | only thing you manage to dig up is an old cardboard box full of Floyd | newspaper clippings, which might make interesting reading later if you Floyd | can find the time. The only thing at all noteworthy about the room, in Floyd | fact, is that it desperately wants cleaning; there's even a big, Floyd | nasty-looking spider web in a corner behind one of the crates. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x web" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > X WEB Floyd | Floyd | Not a pretty, symmetrical spiral web like you see in nature magazines; Floyd | this is a tangled, ugly mass of dull gray threads spun in every Floyd | direction, the work of some careless, inebriated arachnid on a weekend Floyd | binger. Way back in the corner, almost buried beneath the disheveled Floyd | strands, is an old-fashioned iron key. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Crypt key, I assume." | |
Knight_Otu exclaims, "Key!" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Possibly." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "break web with umbrella" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > BREAK WEB WITH UMBRELLA Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the umbrella) Floyd | (slipping the book of matches into the pocket of your trenchcoat to Floyd | get a hand free) Floyd | The pointy end of the umbrella doesn't do much damage to the thick, Floyd | tangled web. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Man. Way to be judgy about a species of spider." | |
Jacqueline clears the save counter. | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf1" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > SAVE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to write: Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "We might need a knife." | |
Knight_Otu says, "Possibly." | ||
DavidW says, "I bet Jacqueline wants to burn it, use up a precious match." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Nope" | ||
Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "get key with umbrella" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > GET KEY WITH UMBRELLA Floyd | Floyd | (the old-fashioned iron key with the umbrella) Floyd | Carefully, you snag the key with the end of the umbrella and drag it Floyd | clear of the web. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I never want to use any of the matches." | |
Jacqueline says, "I was just afraid of a giant spider killing us." | ||
Knight_Otu exclaims, "Hey!" | ||
DavidW says, "oh!" | ||
DavidW says, "Thank you!" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x iron key" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > X IRON KEY Floyd | Floyd | It's an old key, the kind with a round barrel about a quarter-inch in Floyd | diameter and flat, square teeth. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Shall we open a crypt?" | |
Knight_Otu says, "Let's." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Cellar Floyd | The old, flagstone walls gleam with unwholesome-smelling moisture, and Floyd | the sagging timbers creak uneasily above your head. Ancient, frayed Floyd | wiring festoons the ceiling like some strange species of clinging Floyd | vine. Portions of the cellar extend south and east into the clammy Floyd | darkness, though you could always beat a hasty retreat up the stairs Floyd | to the north. Floyd | Floyd | One largish bundle of wires leads down to a rusty old fuse cabinet Floyd | bolted to the far wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "get key" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > GET KEY Floyd | Floyd | Which do you mean, the key to the house or the key to the cellar? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to get the south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Storage Floyd | Old crates and boxes piled high against the walls make this room seem Floyd | even smaller and dingier than it actually is, which is saying a lot. A Floyd | doorway lies north; the other walls contain nothing but shadows and Floyd | dirt-filled corners. Floyd | Floyd | A nasty-looking spider web fills one dark corner like some sort of Floyd | sticky, fibrous mold. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see an old-fashioned iron key and a cardboard box (in Floyd | which are some newspaper clippings) here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take key" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE KEY Floyd | Floyd | (the old-fashioned iron key) Floyd | (slipping the keyring into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a hand Floyd | free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by one point. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "put iron key on keyring" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > PUT IRON KEY ON KEYRING Floyd | Floyd | The old-fashioned iron key is now on the keyring. Floyd | Floyd | > | Roger says, "The auto-keyring was a big deal back in the day I seem to recall" | |
Jacqueline says, "Yeah" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x clippings" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > X CLIPPINGS Floyd | Floyd | (the newspaper clippings) Floyd | There are dozens of articles in the box, many of them yellowed with Floyd | age. Many of them, you note with unease, refer to missing children, Floyd | but otherwise you can deduce no obvious connection among any of the Floyd | stories. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Cellar Floyd | The old, flagstone walls gleam with unwholesome-smelling moisture, and Floyd | the sagging timbers creak uneasily above your head. Ancient, frayed Floyd | wiring festoons the ceiling like some strange species of clinging Floyd | vine. Portions of the cellar extend south and east into the clammy Floyd | darkness, though you could always beat a hasty retreat up the stairs Floyd | to the north. Floyd | Floyd | One largish bundle of wires leads down to a rusty old fuse cabinet Floyd | bolted to the far wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Gratefully, you leave the clammy confines of the cellar behind. Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | The pantry is empty save for a layer of dust on the shelves. A door to Floyd | the south leads down to the cellar, or you can return to the kitchen Floyd | to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Leaning in the corner is an old broom. Floyd | Floyd | The cellar door stands open, revealing dark stairs leading down. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn off light" | ||
Floyd ] Darkness day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN OFF LIGHT Floyd | Floyd | You switch the flashlight off. Floyd | Floyd | It is now pitch dark in here! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Where once pots and skillets and various utensils hung in profusion, Floyd | the kitchen walls are now merely ranks of dusty cabinets and a forest Floyd | of empty hooks. Doorways lead east and south, a small pantry lies to Floyd | the northwest, and the back door to the north leads out of the house. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the keyring) Floyd | (slipping the torn journal into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a Floyd | hand free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | You unlock the back door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the back door first) Floyd | Floyd | Path Behind the House Floyd | A gravel path starts here at the back door of the house, and marks a Floyd | trail nearly overgrown by weeds and briars. It disappears into the Floyd | undergrowth to the northwest, framed by crooked trees with overhanging Floyd | branches that seem to form a stunted, jagged archway into the dim Floyd | recesses of the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Stooping to avoid the sharp, bare twigs that snag your clothes and Floyd | seem to reach greedily for your eyes, you pick your way through the Floyd | undergrowth to a small clearing. Floyd | Floyd | Family Plot Floyd | Old, moss-slimed tombstones, many broken off and leaning crazily like Floyd | an old man's teeth, poke up from the soft, mulchy earth. In their Floyd | midst stands an ancient marble crypt, its heavy iron door nearly Floyd | obscured by thick draperies of ivy. The trees press close around this Floyd | quiet enclave of death, leaning together over your head as if sharing Floyd | secrets. A gap in the undergrowth to the southeast reveals a narrow Floyd | gravel path. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You go through all the keys on your keyring, trying each one in turn, Floyd | and after several false attempts you discover that the old-fashioned Floyd | iron key fits the lock. Floyd | You unlock the iron door. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "We apparently have the dexterity to slip the key on the ring while the ring is in our pocket." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "in" | ||
Floyd ] Darkness day two Floyd | Floyd | > IN Floyd | Floyd | (opening the iron door first) Floyd | The faint echo of dripping water and a musty smell of decay grow Floyd | stronger as you descend. Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and you can't see a thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn on light" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON LIGHT Floyd | Floyd | The flashlight emits a warm yellow beam. Floyd | Floyd | In the Crypt Floyd | The air is clammy and frigid, the stone walls damp and streaked with Floyd | mud and lichen. Pale, swollen roots push through cracks in the Floyd | masonry. The smell of damp corruption is almost overpowering here, Floyd | though the stairs to the south lead toward fresher air. Floyd | Floyd | The walls of this chamber contain dozens of wide, shallow niches; in Floyd | each niche, a coffin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x coffins" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > X COFFINS Floyd | Floyd | Rank upon rank of the ancient Verlac family remains are stacked away Floyd | in this hole, left to crumble and deliquesce together, merging back Floyd | into the dark matter which gave them birth. Above each niche is a Floyd | nameplate indicating who was buried here and when they died. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Don't mind us, husband Michael. You just spend the day writing while we explore this crypt." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read nameplates" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ NAMEPLATES Floyd | Floyd | Most of the nameplates are illegible, corroded with centuries of rot Floyd | and verdigris. There are a few names visible, however. You could look Floyd | someone up if you have a specific name in mind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up edward in nameplates" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP EDWARD IN NAMEPLATES Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | The nameplate reads "Edward Verlac, b. April 26, 1960, d. March 14, Floyd | 1997". Like the others, this coffin is built of solid oak, sealed with Floyd | lead. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Petter arrives, ready to play with the toys. | Jacqueline says, "ooh. I just learned a new word." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up julia in nameplates" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP JULIA IN NAMEPLATES Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | The nameplate reads "Julia Ward Verlac, b. May 4, 1964, d. January 10, Floyd | 1997". Like the others, this coffin is built of solid oak, sealed with Floyd | lead. Floyd | Floyd | > | Petter says, "Hi" | |
Knight_Otu exclaims, "Hello!" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Hello" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up edward in nameplates" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP EDWARD IN NAMEPLATES Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | The nameplate reads "Edward Verlac, b. April 26, 1960, d. March 14, Floyd | 1997". Like the others, this coffin is built of solid oak, sealed with Floyd | lead. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up william in nameplates" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP WILLIAM IN NAMEPLATES Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | The nameplate reads "William Verlac, b. June 22, 1954, d. September Floyd | 18, 1958". Unlike the others, William's coffin is a ramshackle affair Floyd | of cheap pine, held together with rusting nails. It's half-rotten with Floyd | age and so shabbily built you could probably open it with your bare Floyd | hands. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Man this family." | |
Jacqueline says, "aw" | ||
DavidW asks, "Shall we open a coffin with our bear Hans?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Um, sure." | ||
Jacqueline asks, "We've come this far. Why not?" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open william's coffin" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two
Floyd |
Floyd | > OPEN WILLIAM'S COFFIN
Floyd |
Floyd | Compelled by a gruesome curiosity, you dig your fingers under the
Floyd | soft, rotting boards and pry up the lid. With the shriek of pulling
Floyd | nails and a shower of crumbling wood, the coffin comes open, and you
Floyd | look inside, expecting to find a child's tiny skeleton...
Floyd |
Floyd | Dear God.
Floyd |
Floyd | There's no child buried here. Instead, the coffin contains only the
Floyd | worm-eaten bones of some kind of animal.
Floyd |
Floyd | Who would have buried an animal in place of the child that should have
Floyd | been interred here? And why would they do such a thing? Glumly, you
Floyd | look around at the rest of the coffins, and realize that anyone who
Floyd | might have known the answers to these questions is probably already
Floyd | buried in this room.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| Knight_Otu says, "We've already tresspassed and stolen..." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bones" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > X BONES Floyd | Floyd | You're no veterinarian, but these cannot possibly be the bones of a Floyd | human child. A dog seems most likely, at a rough guess. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Yeesh." | |
Jacqueline says, "This is starting to maybe sort of come back to me." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Maybe." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Also, creeeeeeeeepy" | ||
DavidW asks, "Do we have any names other than William, Julia, and Edward?" | ||
Knight_Otu says, ">Ask husband to burn down house and go back" | ||
Jacqueline says, "I don't think so." | ||
DavidW says, "Then I suggest going into town to look for a newspaper." | ||
Jacqueline says (to KO), "I suggested divorce earlier. We could maybe just get an annullment." | ||
Jacqueline says (to DW), "Okay" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You involuntary take a deep breath of fresh air as you leave the Floyd | clammy, foetid depths of the crypt behind. Floyd | Floyd | Family Plot Floyd | Old, moss-slimed tombstones, many broken off and leaning crazily like Floyd | an old man's teeth, poke up from the soft, mulchy earth. In their Floyd | midst stands an ancient marble crypt, its heavy iron door nearly Floyd | obscured by thick draperies of ivy. The trees press close around this Floyd | quiet enclave of death, leaning together over your head as if sharing Floyd | secrets. A gap in the undergrowth to the southeast reveals a narrow Floyd | gravel path. Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind blows harder, tugging at the hem of your trenchcoat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn off light" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN OFF LIGHT Floyd | Floyd | You switch the flashlight off. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the iron door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | The undergrowth is too thick in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Path Behind the House Floyd | A gravel path starts here at the back door of the house, and marks a Floyd | trail nearly overgrown by weeds and briars. It disappears into the Floyd | undergrowth to the northwest, framed by crooked trees with overhanging Floyd | branches that seem to form a stunted, jagged archway into the dim Floyd | recesses of the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Where once pots and skillets and various utensils hung in profusion, Floyd | the kitchen walls are now merely ranks of dusty cabinets and a forest Floyd | of empty hooks. Doorways lead east and south, a small pantry lies to Floyd | the northwest, and the back door to the north leads out of the house. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "I want to say that Michael didn't choose his distant relatives. But then..." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the back door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dining Room Floyd | Much of the elegance has faded from this room. The huge dining table Floyd | running the length of it is covered with a thick gray film of dust, Floyd | and the china cupboard standing against the far wall is draped in Floyd | shadow. Doorways to the north and east offer little relief from the Floyd | gloom. For what must be the hundredth time, you wish you could open Floyd | the windows in this place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You unlock the front door. Floyd | Floyd | A cold, noiseless draft coils through the narrow entrance hall. You Floyd | shiver, wondering where it came from. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > LISTEN Floyd | Floyd | You hear nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x draft" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > X DRAFT Floyd | Floyd | You needn't worry about that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Doorways lie to the east, west and north; stairs lead up; and the Floyd | front door stands to the south. Floyd | Floyd | A cold, noiseless draft coils through the narrow entrance hall. You Floyd | shiver, wondering where it came from. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | (opening the front door first) Floyd | Floyd | Outside the House Floyd | The lane runs up from the southeast and ends at a wide clearing Floyd | surrounded by gnarled and ancient trees. A wide, curving driveway runs Floyd | up to the front door of your house, which lies north. Floyd | Floyd | The front door stands open to the north. Floyd | Floyd | The Verlac mansion looms before you, casting an air of menace over the Floyd | clearing. Floyd | Floyd | A typewritten notice has been attached to the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take notice" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE NOTICE Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the puzzle box into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a Floyd | hand free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x notice" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > X NOTICE Floyd | Floyd | It's a letter from the Arkham Regional Utilities Company, explaining Floyd | that, due to wiring difficulties, the electricity will not be Floyd | installed until next week. No phone service, either. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Scenic View day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Scenic View Floyd | The treeline falls away on the north side of this northwest-northeast Floyd | bend in the road, giving way to a panoramic view of the Miskaton River Floyd | Valley and the grubby little town of Anchorhead nestled within it. Floyd | From here you can see the paper mill almost directly to the north; the Floyd | solitary lighthouse and surrounding ocean to the northeast; and the Floyd | dilapidated stone church below you to the east. Winding through it all Floyd | is the oily black ribbon of the Miskaton, and almost directly in the Floyd | center lies the little clearing of Town Square. You can just make out Floyd | the shape of the obelisk from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Scenic View day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | The hillside rises too steeply in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to DW), "By the way, it turns out this Starbucks has, like, regular straws. Made of petroleum." | |
DavidW says, "okay" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Scenic View day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | The hillside rises too steeply in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Scenic View day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | The hillside rises too steeply in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Scenic View day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | The hillside drops off much too steeply to proceed north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||
Floyd ] Chilly Avenue day two Floyd | Floyd | > NE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Chilly Avenue Floyd | Perhaps it is merely the effect of some unwholesome vapour rising from Floyd | the murky waters of the nearby Miskaton, but the temperature along Floyd | this street seems perceptibly cooler than normal, even for a New Floyd | England autumn. Two dirt roads lead south and southwest, into the Floyd | dense woods at the edge of town. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Deserted Lane day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Deserted Lane Floyd | The gently winding lane makes its way through the birch woods south of Floyd | town. New England foliage is famous for its splendid colors in the Floyd | fall, but the oppressive weather and pervading murk have leached these Floyd | trees of most of their tint. The road continues south into the Floyd | increasingly dense forest, and in the other direction heads back to Floyd | town. A paved walk also leads east through the trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Churchyard day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Churchyard Floyd | A low, wrought-iron fence, its spike-tipped bars bent or leaning at Floyd | crazy angles, surrounds the overgrown yard of this dark, abandoned Floyd | church. A gap in the fence leads back west, while a bare path beaten Floyd | through the groping weeds leads around the church to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x church" | ||
Floyd ] Churchyard day two Floyd | Floyd | > X CHURCH Floyd | Floyd | The hoary structure towers over your head, built of massive, ancient Floyd | stones that are now black with age and nearly buried beneath an Floyd | invading tide of ivy. The doors and windows are boarded shut. The Floyd | steeple is a jagged silhouette against the brooding sky. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Behind the Church day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | The path bends northeast, around the side of the church. Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Church Floyd | The forest encroaches right up to the iron fence here, some of which Floyd | is literally buried in the tangled underbrush. There are no doors on Floyd | this side, although a wooden trap door over by the corner of the Floyd | building probably leads into a cellar. A path leads southwest, around Floyd | to the front of the church. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||
Floyd ] Behind the Church day two Floyd | Floyd | > X DOOR Floyd | Floyd | The boards are old and warped, but still quite sturdy. It is locked Floyd | with a heavy padlock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock padlock" | ||
Floyd ] Behind the Church day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK PADLOCK Floyd | Floyd | You go through all the keys on your keyring, trying each one in turn, Floyd | but none of the keys seem to fit. Floyd | Floyd | In the distance, you can hear the lonesome keening of a train whistle Floyd | drifting on the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Behind the Church day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | The wrought-iron fence surrounds the entire churchyard. The only way Floyd | out is around that little path to the southwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||
Floyd ] Churchyard day two Floyd | Floyd | > SW Floyd | Floyd | The path bends northwest, around the side of the church. Floyd | Floyd | Churchyard Floyd | A low, wrought-iron fence, its spike-tipped bars bent or leaning at Floyd | crazy angles, surrounds the overgrown yard of this dark, abandoned Floyd | church. A gap in the fence leads back west, while a bare path beaten Floyd | through the groping weeds leads around the church to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Deserted Lane day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Deserted Lane Floyd | The gently winding lane makes its way through the birch woods south of Floyd | town. New England foliage is famous for its splendid colors in the Floyd | fall, but the oppressive weather and pervading murk have leached these Floyd | trees of most of their tint. The road continues south into the Floyd | increasingly dense forest, and in the other direction heads back to Floyd | town. A paved walk also leads east through the trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Down the Road day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Down the Road Floyd | The forest grows denser as you go, crowding thickly up to either side Floyd | of the road. The groping, tangled branches block out what little Floyd | sunlight there is left. Your footsteps are muffled; whispering leaves Floyd | and the slow drip of water are the only sounds you can hear. Beyond Floyd | the watching trees, the shadows are impenetrably thick. The road Floyd | stretches interminably, north to south. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "That would have been something, if our keys had fit." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Down the Road day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You walk a bit farther down the road, but it doesn't seem to lead Floyd | anywhere, and the shadows grow thicker the farther down you go. After Floyd | a while you turn back, unable to suppress a shiver. Floyd | Floyd | A flurry of dead leaves goes skittering along the ground, swirling Floyd | past you in the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Deserted Lane day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Deserted Lane Floyd | The gently winding lane makes its way through the birch woods south of Floyd | town. New England foliage is famous for its splendid colors in the Floyd | fall, but the oppressive weather and pervading murk have leached these Floyd | trees of most of their tint. The road continues south into the Floyd | increasingly dense forest, and in the other direction heads back to Floyd | town. A paved walk also leads east through the trees. Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind cuts through your clothes, chilling you to the bone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Chilly Avenue day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Chilly Avenue Floyd | Perhaps it is merely the effect of some unwholesome vapour rising from Floyd | the murky waters of the nearby Miskaton, but the temperature along Floyd | this street seems perceptibly cooler than normal, even for a New Floyd | England autumn. Two dirt roads lead south and southwest, into the Floyd | dense woods at the edge of town. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "wear coat" | ||
Floyd ] Chilly Avenue day two Floyd | Floyd | > WEAR COAT Floyd | Floyd | You're already wearing that! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Riverwalk day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Riverwalk Floyd | A low, irregular brick wall to the north divides this street from the Floyd | steep, mud-slick banks of the sinuous Miskaton, while a rusty iron Floyd | gate provides access to a precarious flight of stone steps leading Floyd | down the bank to the water's edge. The street bends south here, Floyd | turning into a misty avenue between the trees. The town square lies Floyd | west, a vacant lot lies east. Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind cuts through your clothes, chilling you to the bone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Under the Bridge day two Floyd | Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | (opening the rusty gate first) Floyd | The gate swings open noisily on its rusty hinges. Floyd | You pass through the gate and down the stone steps, which curve Floyd | northwest as they lead down to the edge of the river. Floyd | Floyd | Under the Bridge Floyd | The ponderous stones of Whateley Bridge arch overhead, casting this Floyd | little concrete ledge into deep shadow. At your feet, the dark waters Floyd | lap quietly against the stones with a hollow, subterranean sound. Floyd | Stone steps to the southeast lead back up to street level. Floyd | Floyd | A small metal door, blotchy with rust, is set into the south bank of Floyd | the river, underneath the bridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||
Floyd ] Under the Bridge day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN DOOR Floyd | Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Under the Bridge day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You go through all the keys on your keyring, trying each one in turn, Floyd | but none of the keys seem to fit. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Riverwalk day two Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Riverwalk Floyd | A low, irregular brick wall to the north divides this street from the Floyd | steep, mud-slick banks of the sinuous Miskaton, while a rusty iron Floyd | gate provides access to a precarious flight of stone steps leading Floyd | down the bank to the water's edge. The street bends south here, Floyd | turning into a misty avenue between the trees. The town square lies Floyd | west, a vacant lot lies east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Town Square Floyd | A wide expanse of uneven pavestones lies open to the sky, bordered on Floyd | all sides by the leaning, steep-roofed architecture that looms over Floyd | everything in this city. The municipal courthouse stands at the south Floyd | end of the square, next to the mouth of a dark, narrow alley to the Floyd | southwest. Avenues to the west and east lead back into the cramped and Floyd | ingrown streets, while to the north lies Whateley Bridge. Floyd | Floyd | A damp newspaper lies on the curb, fluttering slightly in the wind. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the square, rising from a circular lawn of Floyd | unhealthy-looking grass and weeds, stands a strange, stone obelisk. It Floyd | seems to be a monument of some sort, although you can see no plaque or Floyd | marker anywhere near it. Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind blows harder, tugging at the hem of your trenchcoat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take newspaper" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE NEWSPAPER Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the strange metal flute into the pocket of your trenchcoat Floyd | to get a hand free) Floyd | You pick up the newspaper. It's the "Weekly Arkham Herald". Floyd | Anchorhead, apparently, is not large enough to warrant its own Floyd | newspaper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read newspaper" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ NEWSPAPER Floyd | Floyd | The front page story is about Jeffrey Greer, 8 years old, who was Floyd | abducted from his home at #11 Mill Town Road last night. Little Floyd | Jeffrey is the latest victim in a series of abductions that stretches Floyd | back for years, one every six months or so, and that authorities Floyd | believe is the work of a single perpetrator. Local police had hoped to Floyd | prove that Edward Verlac had been behind the kidnappings, but were Floyd | unable to obtain a confession or any hard proof. Edward Verlac was Floyd | convicted of murdering his wife and two daughters, one of whom was 15 Floyd | months old, in January of this year; he was found not guilty by reason Floyd | of insanity and incarcerated in Danvers Asylum, where he remained Floyd | until committing suicide last March. This latest kidnapping, occurring Floyd | after Edward's death, seems to have cleared up any lingering Floyd | suspicions that he might have been the culprit. Floyd | Floyd | Anyone possessing information regarding the whereabouts of Jeffrey Floyd | Greer is strongly urged to speak to the authorities as soon as Floyd | possible. Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind cuts through your clothes, chilling you to the bone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Courthouse day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courthouse Floyd | A long, dimly lit, north-south corridor stretches away from the Floyd | courthouse entrance. Closed, unmarked doors line either side of the Floyd | hall, their pebbled glass windows lit from within by a murky, Floyd | yellow-orange light. Silence reigns here; your footsteps echo eerily Floyd | on the tiled floor, and occasionally you can hear muted conversation Floyd | behind one of the doors -- you can't tell which. At the hall's Floyd | southern end, a staircase leads down into the basement; a sign hanging Floyd | above it reads "RECORDS". You can return to Town Square to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Courthouse Basement day two Floyd | Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courthouse Basement Floyd | A single bulb dangling from the ceiling casts a watery, yellow light Floyd | against the brick walls. A rickety staircase to the north leads back Floyd | up to the ground floor, and two narrow doorways lead into the record Floyd | archives. Over the southeast door hangs a sign that reads "BIRTH Floyd | RECORDS", while the southwest door bears the sign "DEATH RECORDS". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Birth Records Floyd | A bare room with cinderblock walls. Thousands of records and Floyd | documents, most yellow and brittle with age, are stacked everywhere in Floyd | towering piles. The exit lies northwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up edward in records" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP EDWARD IN RECORDS Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Edward Verlac: born April 26, 1960. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "What, no data protection?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up michael in records" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP MICHAEL IN RECORDS Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | You can find no records under that heading. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up julia in records" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP JULIA IN RECORDS Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Julia Ward: born May 4, 1964. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up william in records" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP WILLIAM IN RECORDS Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | William Verlac: born June 22, 1954. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Courthouse Basement day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courthouse Basement Floyd | A single bulb dangling from the ceiling casts a watery, yellow light Floyd | against the brick walls. A rickety staircase to the north leads back Floyd | up to the ground floor, and two narrow doorways lead into the record Floyd | archives. Over the southeast door hangs a sign that reads "BIRTH Floyd | RECORDS", while the southwest door bears the sign "DEATH RECORDS". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > SW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Death Records Floyd | A bare room with cinderblock walls. Thousands of records and Floyd | documents, most yellow and brittle with age, are stacked everywhere in Floyd | towering piles. The exit lies northeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up edward in records" | ||
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP EDWARD IN RECORDS Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Edward Verlac: died March 14, 1997. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up julia in records" | ||
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP JULIA IN RECORDS Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Julia Ward Verlac: died January 10, 1997. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up william in records" | ||
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP WILLIAM IN RECORDS Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | William Verlac: died September 18, 1958. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "This gives up no new info." | |
Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "look up me in records" | ||
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP ME IN RECORDS Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | You can find no records under that heading. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up verlac in records" | ||
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP VERLAC IN RECORDS Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | There are dozens of Verlacs listed here; you'll have to be more Floyd | specific than that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "look up benson in records" | ||
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP BENSON IN RECORDS Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | You can find no records under that heading. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "Was that the name?" | |
DavidW asks, "The real estate agents?" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Yeah." | ||
DavidW says, "I didn't write those down." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||
Floyd ] Courthouse Basement day two Floyd | Floyd | > NE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courthouse Basement Floyd | A single bulb dangling from the ceiling casts a watery, yellow light Floyd | against the brick walls. A rickety staircase to the north leads back Floyd | up to the ground floor, and two narrow doorways lead into the record Floyd | archives. Over the southeast door hangs a sign that reads "BIRTH Floyd | RECORDS", while the southwest door bears the sign "DEATH RECORDS". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Courthouse day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courthouse Floyd | A long, dimly lit, north-south corridor stretches away from the Floyd | courthouse entrance. Closed, unmarked doors line either side of the Floyd | hall, their pebbled glass windows lit from within by a murky, Floyd | yellow-orange light. Silence reigns here; your footsteps echo eerily Floyd | on the tiled floor, and occasionally you can hear muted conversation Floyd | behind one of the doors -- you can't tell which. At the hall's Floyd | southern end, a staircase leads down into the basement; a sign hanging Floyd | above it reads "RECORDS". You can return to Town Square to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Town Square Floyd | A wide expanse of uneven pavestones lies open to the sky, bordered on Floyd | all sides by the leaning, steep-roofed architecture that looms over Floyd | everything in this city. The municipal courthouse stands at the south Floyd | end of the square, next to the mouth of a dark, narrow alley to the Floyd | southwest. Avenues to the west and east lead back into the cramped and Floyd | ingrown streets, while to the north lies Whateley Bridge. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the square, rising from a circular lawn of Floyd | unhealthy-looking grass and weeds, stands a strange, stone obelisk. It Floyd | seems to be a monument of some sort, although you can see no plaque or Floyd | marker anywhere near it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||
Floyd ] Side Alley day two Floyd | Floyd | > SW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Side Alley Floyd | This is a featureless blind alley, a dead end. Through the narrow and Floyd | heavily shadowed opening to the northeast, you can see the square and Floyd | the obelisk at its center. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I can get you those names." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x obelisk" | ||
Floyd ] Side Alley day two Floyd | Floyd | > X OBELISK Floyd | Floyd | Although you're too far away to read the hieroglyphs on its sides, you Floyd | have an otherwise excellent view of the obelisk from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Sorry, had to step away a second." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > NE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Town Square Floyd | A wide expanse of uneven pavestones lies open to the sky, bordered on Floyd | all sides by the leaning, steep-roofed architecture that looms over Floyd | everything in this city. The municipal courthouse stands at the south Floyd | end of the square, next to the mouth of a dark, narrow alley to the Floyd | southwest. Avenues to the west and east lead back into the cramped and Floyd | ingrown streets, while to the north lies Whateley Bridge. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the square, rising from a circular lawn of Floyd | unhealthy-looking grass and weeds, stands a strange, stone obelisk. It Floyd | seems to be a monument of some sort, although you can see no plaque or Floyd | marker anywhere near it. | Jacqueline asks, "Do you want them?" | |
Floyd |
Floyd | >
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DavidW says (to Floyd), "x obelisk" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > X OBELISK Floyd | Floyd | The obelisk measures about two feet square at its base, narrowing Floyd | slightly as it rises a good fifteen feet to a bluntly pointed tip. An Floyd | iron ring is embedded in the stone high up on one side, about two feet Floyd | from the top. Dense, twisting hieroglyphs cover all four sides of the Floyd | obelisk, although they are too worn to be read clearly. Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind blows harder, tugging at the hem of your trenchcoat. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "I'm not sure we really need them." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take ring" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE RING Floyd | Floyd | (the wedding ring) Floyd | You already have that. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "mmkay" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull iron ring" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > PULL IRON RING Floyd | Floyd | The iron ring is high out of your reach. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "It was just idle curiosity on my part." | |
Jacqueline says, "Yeah" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take iron ring with umbrella" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE IRON RING WITH UMBRELLA Floyd | Floyd | The iron ring is high out of your reach. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Whateley Bridge day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Whateley Bridge Floyd | A hoary monument of crumbling, moss-eaten flagstones, Whateley Bridge Floyd | is possibly older than any other structure in the entire city. Floyd | Ponderously it spans the dark, torpid waters of the Miskaton River, Floyd | connecting the north and south halves of the city and occasionally Floyd | raining bits of gravel and mortar from its underside into the water. Floyd | It looks just wide enough for two cars to pass each other between the Floyd | flanking stone parapets, but you wouldn't volunteer to try it. Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind blows harder, tugging at the hem of your trenchcoat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Narrow Street day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Narrow Street Floyd | As the lane winds along from east to west, it narrows until the steep, Floyd | jagged rooftops on either side of the street practically touch each Floyd | other. To the south, a side street leads across Whateley Bridge toward Floyd | the center of town, and a twisting lane leads up a hill to the Floyd | northwest. A short flight of steps to the north leads down to the Floyd | local watering hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Outside the Real Estate Office Floyd | A grim little cul-de-sac, tucked away in a corner of the Floyd | claustrophobic tangle of narrow, twisting avenues that largely Floyd | constitute the older portion of Anchorhead. Like most of the streets Floyd | in this city, it is ancient, shadowy, and leads essentially nowhere. Floyd | The lane ends here at the real estate agent's office, which lies to Floyd | the east, and winds its way back toward the center of town to the Floyd | west. A narrow, garbage-choked alley opens to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd ] Office day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | (opening the real estate office door first) Floyd | Floyd | Office Floyd | Pallid gray light trickles in through the drawn blinds. The office is Floyd | deserted, papers still scattered across the top of the desk. The front Floyd | door lies west, and the file room lies east. Floyd | Floyd | The office door is open. Floyd | Floyd | Sitting on the corner of the paper-strewn desk are a telephone and an Floyd | answering machine. Floyd | Floyd | Someone seems to have left a cup of coffee sitting out, half-finished Floyd | and cold. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Outside the Real Estate Office Floyd | A grim little cul-de-sac, tucked away in a corner of the Floyd | claustrophobic tangle of narrow, twisting avenues that largely Floyd | constitute the older portion of Anchorhead. Like most of the streets Floyd | in this city, it is ancient, shadowy, and leads essentially nowhere. Floyd | The lane ends here at the real estate agent's office, which lies to Floyd | the east, and winds its way back toward the center of town to the Floyd | west. A narrow, garbage-choked alley opens to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | The office door is open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day two Floyd | Floyd | > X DOOR Floyd | Floyd | The door has a glass front with the name of the real estate company -- Floyd | Benson & Brackhurst -- stenciled across it. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "There ya go" | |
Knight_Otu exclaims, "Thanks!" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Office day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Office Floyd | Pallid gray light trickles in through the drawn blinds. The office is Floyd | deserted, papers still scattered across the top of the desk. The front Floyd | door lies west, and the file room lies east. Floyd | Floyd | The office door is open. Floyd | Floyd | Sitting on the corner of the paper-strewn desk are a telephone and an Floyd | answering machine. Floyd | Floyd | Someone seems to have left a cup of coffee sitting out, half-finished Floyd | and cold. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x answering machine" | ||
Floyd ] Office day two Floyd | Floyd | > X ANSWERING MACHINE Floyd | Floyd | A simple answering machine, with a small display indicating messages Floyd | received, a button labeled "PLAY", and a button labeled "DELETE". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read display" | ||
Floyd ] Office day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ DISPLAY Floyd | Floyd | The display indicates there is one message on the machine, left (oddly Floyd | enough) at 4:19 yesterday morning. The display also shows that the Floyd | message has already been checked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Outside the Real Estate Office Floyd | A grim little cul-de-sac, tucked away in a corner of the Floyd | claustrophobic tangle of narrow, twisting avenues that largely Floyd | constitute the older portion of Anchorhead. Like most of the streets Floyd | in this city, it is ancient, shadowy, and leads essentially nowhere. Floyd | The lane ends here at the real estate agent's office, which lies to Floyd | the east, and winds its way back toward the center of town to the Floyd | west. A narrow, garbage-choked alley opens to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | The office door is open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the real estate office door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Narrow Street day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Narrow Street Floyd | As the lane winds along from east to west, it narrows until the steep, Floyd | jagged rooftops on either side of the street practically touch each Floyd | other. To the south, a side street leads across Whateley Bridge toward Floyd | the center of town, and a twisting lane leads up a hill to the Floyd | northwest. A short flight of steps to the north leads down to the Floyd | local watering hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Junction day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Junction Floyd | To the north, a gap in the crowded press of gloomy buildings opens Floyd | onto a country lane, heading out over a grassy heath. The main street Floyd | continues to the east, while to the northwest, over the top of a steep Floyd | rise, you can just make out the vaulted rooftops of the university. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Mill Road day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Mill Road Floyd | The road carries you across a desolate heath of gray, windswept grass. Floyd | To the south, the black, jagged outline of Anchorhead's steep roofs Floyd | and sharp, leaning gables cuts across the horizon. The road forks here Floyd | to the west and east, heading across the railroad tracks in one Floyd | direction, out toward the seashore in the other. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Entrance to the Paper Mill day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | As you cross the railroad tracks, the air becomes warmer, more dingy, Floyd | and slightly more difficult to breathe. Floyd | Floyd | Entrance to the Paper Mill Floyd | The road turns southwest here and runs squarely through the front Floyd | entrance to the old paper mill. A gate of heavy iron bars blocks the Floyd | only opening into this charred fortress, although an overgrown path Floyd | leads around the wall to the south. To the north, a rutted lane Floyd | threads its way past a row of dilapidated shacks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Shanty Town day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Shanty Town Floyd | The road peters out at a wide clearing of rutted mud, flanked by Floyd | uneven rows of decrepit, clapboard shacks. The town is quiet, almost Floyd | deserted; only a few bits of loose tarpaper blowing listlessly in the Floyd | wind betray the overall stillness. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I am developing a theory." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x tarpaper" | ||
Floyd ] Shanty Town day two Floyd | Floyd | > X TARPAPER Floyd | Floyd | You needn't worry about that. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "But I'm not sharing it." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Entrance to the Paper Mill day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Entrance to the Paper Mill Floyd | The road turns southwest here and runs squarely through the front Floyd | entrance to the old paper mill. A gate of heavy iron bars blocks the Floyd | only opening into this charred fortress, although an overgrown path Floyd | leads around the wall to the south. To the north, a rutted lane Floyd | threads its way past a row of dilapidated shacks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Bare Foundations day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | The path curves southwest, leading you into an overgrown area behind Floyd | the mill. Floyd | Floyd | Bare Foundations Floyd | The foundations of an older structure lie crumbling in a sunken square Floyd | of ground, hidden away behind the imposing shadow of the mill wall. Floyd | Weeds push up through cracked and buckling slabs of concrete; twisted Floyd | rebar and rusting pipes poke up like the legs of dead insects. The Floyd | ruins are surrounded on all sides by dense thickets, although narrow, Floyd | overgrown trails lead northeast and southeast through the underbrush. Floyd | Floyd | Flakes of ash drift gently down from the sky like gray snow, coating Floyd | everything with a thin layer of soot. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Aw." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Railroad Tracks day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Railroad Tracks Floyd | The trail heads up a short embankment and emerges from the thicket Floyd | alongside the railroad tracks. The tracks run down from the northeast Floyd | and past the mill, continuing southwest but slowly curving westward Floyd | until they cross the Miskaton River some miles outside of town. From Floyd | the embankment you can look out over the entire heath: jagged, shadowy Floyd | rooftops to the south; the oily ribbon of the Miskaton to the west; Floyd | and to the east, the lighthouse sentinel and the leaden waters of the Floyd | Atlantic beyond. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Railroad Tracks day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | There's nothing in that direction but empty heath. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Railroad Tracks day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | There's nothing in that direction but empty heath. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Did we... did we ever end up visiting the attic?" | |
DavidW says, "yes" | ||
Jacqueline says, "I was only recalling the cellar. Okay." | ||
DavidW says, "We need a paper and a poking tool for the door." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "We're still missing the key for that door." | ||
DavidW says, "The key's in the door." | ||
Jacqueline says, "OH RIGHT" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Thanks" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Well, not quite missing, but yeah." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||
Floyd ] Railroad Tracks day two Floyd | Floyd | > NE Floyd | Floyd | It's dangerous to walk along railroad tracks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Bare Foundations day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Bare Foundations Floyd | The foundations of an older structure lie crumbling in a sunken square Floyd | of ground, hidden away behind the imposing shadow of the mill wall. Floyd | Weeds push up through cracked and buckling slabs of concrete; twisted Floyd | rebar and rusting pipes poke up like the legs of dead insects. The Floyd | ruins are surrounded on all sides by dense thickets, although narrow, Floyd | overgrown trails lead northeast and southeast through the underbrush. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||
Floyd ] Entrance to the Paper Mill day two Floyd | Floyd | > NE Floyd | Floyd | The path curves to the north, leading you around to the front of the Floyd | mill. Floyd | Floyd | Entrance to the Paper Mill Floyd | The road turns southwest here and runs squarely through the front Floyd | entrance to the old paper mill. A gate of heavy iron bars blocks the Floyd | only opening into this charred fortress, although an overgrown path Floyd | leads around the wall to the south. To the north, a rutted lane Floyd | threads its way past a row of dilapidated shacks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||
Floyd ] Entrance to the Paper Mill day two Floyd | Floyd | > NE Floyd | Floyd | The road goes north and east from here. The mill gate lies southwest, Floyd | and an overgrown trail leads south. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline) Game says (to Clubfloyd), "It's dangerous to walk along railroad tracks, but feel free to pry open old coffins with your bare hands." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Mill Road day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | As you cross the railroad tracks, the air seems to lift slightly, Floyd | becoming more breathable once again. Floyd | Floyd | Mill Road Floyd | The road carries you across a desolate heath of gray, windswept grass. Floyd | To the south, the black, jagged outline of Anchorhead's steep roofs Floyd | and sharp, leaning gables cuts across the horizon. The road forks here Floyd | to the west and east, heading across the railroad tracks in one Floyd | direction, out toward the seashore in the other. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Breakwater day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | The road heads out over a narrow breakwater jutting out into the Floyd | ocean. Floyd | Floyd | Breakwater Floyd | You are picking your way across the breakwater's bare, rocky spine, Floyd | where the road has diminished to little more than a pair of dusty Floyd | ruts. A hundred yards to the northeast, at the breakwater's far end, Floyd | the lonely stone tower of Anchorhead's lighthouse stands vigil against Floyd | the ocean. Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind blows harder, tugging at the hem of your trenchcoat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | ||
DavidW arrives, full of fun and funk. | Jacqueline says, "hee" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||
Floyd ] At the Foot of the Lighthouse day two Floyd | Floyd | > NE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | At the Foot of the Lighthouse Floyd | You stand in a circular clearing among the stones, surrounded on Floyd | nearly every side by the sea. Before you looms the ancient, massive Floyd | lighthouse, a vertiginous pillar of pale brick jabbing defiantly up at Floyd | the sky. The road from the southwest ends here, although it looks as Floyd | though you could pick your way down the rocks to the southeast, around Floyd | the structure's base. Floyd | Floyd | The great bronze door of the lighthouse is closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I hate when I do that." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x lighthouse" | ||
Floyd ] At the Foot of the Lighthouse day two Floyd | Floyd | > X LIGHTHOUSE Floyd | Floyd | Its towering shadow seems to lean menacingly over you, eclipsing half Floyd | the sky. It is an old and brooding thing, heavy with the weight of Floyd | centuries of dark memories. Craning your neck to see the top of it, Floyd | you can't help but make the comparison with a lightning rod, as if Floyd | this building were the focus for whatever restless forces seem to be Floyd | stirring through the turbid atmosphere above. Floyd | Floyd | Despite the ominous cast to the weather, no beacon can be seen from Floyd | the top of the lighthouse. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||
Floyd ] At the Foot of the Lighthouse day two Floyd | Floyd | > X DOOR Floyd | Floyd | A monstrous slab of solid bronze set into the thick stone wall of the Floyd | lighthouse base. Age and seawater have covered its once gleaming Floyd | surface with an unhealthy green crust of verdigris. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||
Floyd ] At the Foot of the Lighthouse day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN DOOR Floyd | Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] At the Foot of the Lighthouse day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You go through all the keys on your keyring, trying each one in turn, Floyd | but none of the keys seem to fit. Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind blows harder, tugging at the hem of your trenchcoat. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Quite a few locked doors." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Rocky Spur day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Carefully, you climb down the rocks. The path bends northeast, Floyd | following the curve of the lighthouse wall. Floyd | Floyd | Rocky Spur Floyd | A small outcropping of stone, just large enough for you to stand on, Floyd | sticks out from the end of the breakwater. The hungry sea laps at your Floyd | feet, surging over the rocks and then trickling down into crevices. To Floyd | the southwest, an uneven trail leads back up the rocks, around the Floyd | side of the lighthouse. Floyd | Floyd | Beyond the breakwater's tip, a turbulent patch of water bubbles and Floyd | seethes, as if something were lurking just beneath the surface -- Floyd | turning, perhaps, in uneasy sleep. Floyd | Floyd | A flurry of dead leaves goes skittering along the ground, swirling Floyd | past you in the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "It's as is kleptomaniacs and kidnappers were running around town." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bubbles" | ||
Floyd ] Rocky Spur day two Floyd | Floyd | > X BUBBLES Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sea" | ||
Floyd ] Rocky Spur day two Floyd | Floyd | > X SEA Floyd | Floyd | The sea is the color of old pewter, surging and chopping restlessly Floyd | beneath the clouds. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x patch" | ||
Floyd ] Rocky Spur day two Floyd | Floyd | > X PATCH Floyd | Floyd | It looks... unnatural. Floyd | Floyd | Another wave crashes against the rocks, sending a cloud of spray into Floyd | the air. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "search patch" | ||
Floyd ] Rocky Spur day two Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH PATCH Floyd | Floyd | The patch of turbulent water is just beyond your reach. Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind blows harder, tugging at the hem of your trenchcoat. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, ">Poke patch with umbrella" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "poke patch with umbrella" | ||
Floyd ] Rocky Spur day two Floyd | Floyd | > POKE PATCH WITH UMBRELLA Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I want to visit the university library now." | |
Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||
Floyd ] At the Foot of the Lighthouse day two Floyd | Floyd | > SW Floyd | Floyd | The trail turns northwest, following the curve of the lighthouse wall. Floyd | Floyd | At the Foot of the Lighthouse Floyd | You stand in a circular clearing among the stones, surrounded on Floyd | nearly every side by the sea. Before you looms the ancient, massive Floyd | lighthouse, a vertiginous pillar of pale brick jabbing defiantly up at Floyd | the sky. The road from the southwest ends here, although it looks as Floyd | though you could pick your way down the rocks to the southeast, around Floyd | the structure's base. Floyd | Floyd | The great bronze door of the lighthouse is closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||
Floyd ] Breakwater day two Floyd | Floyd | > SW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Breakwater Floyd | You are picking your way across the breakwater's bare, rocky spine, Floyd | where the road has diminished to little more than a pair of dusty Floyd | ruts. A hundred yards to the northeast, at the breakwater's far end, Floyd | the lonely stone tower of Anchorhead's lighthouse stands vigil against Floyd | the ocean. Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind cuts through your clothes, chilling you to the bone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Mill Road day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Mill Road Floyd | The road carries you across a desolate heath of gray, windswept grass. Floyd | To the south, the black, jagged outline of Anchorhead's steep roofs Floyd | and sharp, leaning gables cuts across the horizon. The road forks here Floyd | to the west and east, heading across the railroad tracks in one Floyd | direction, out toward the seashore in the other. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Junction day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Junction Floyd | To the north, a gap in the crowded press of gloomy buildings opens Floyd | onto a country lane, heading out over a grassy heath. The main street Floyd | continues to the east, while to the northwest, over the top of a steep Floyd | rise, you can just make out the vaulted rooftops of the university. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | University Court Floyd | Isolated and serene within its high, ivy-covered walls, Miskaton Floyd | University represents this benighted town's single, if somewhat Floyd | dubious, claim to cultural achievement. Founded some time in the early Floyd | 1800s, the school's reputation and enrollment have diminished somewhat Floyd | as Anchorhead drifts further and further into the abyss of provincial Floyd | backwaterism. Still, it is generally recognized for its collection of Floyd | folklore and esoteric mythology (one of the oldest and most extensive Floyd | on the east coast). The Board of Deans was also kind enough to offer Floyd | Michael a full professorship upon hearing of his recently discovered Floyd | heritage and his plans to move into the estate. Ivory tower, perhaps, Floyd | but at least they take care of their own. Floyd | Floyd | There are numerous buildings surrounding this cobbled court, but the Floyd | only one you are interested in is the library to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "I think after that, it'll be time for me though." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Library Floyd | Shadows roost thickly in the vaulted ceiling, and small, green-shaded Floyd | desk lamps cast pools of warm radiance here and there around the Floyd | library's dim interior. You pause a moment to let the hushed Floyd | peacefulness of this place soak in -- a welcome relief from the Floyd | unsettling events of the day. An exit lies east, and a small alcove to Floyd | the north houses the circulation counter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Circulation Desk Floyd | A high counter divides the public portion of the library from the Floyd | reserved stacks -- all the more esoteric and mysterious volumes from Floyd | the university's collection. If anything, the area behind the counter Floyd | is even more shadowy than the side you're on. The main reading area Floyd | lies south. Floyd | Floyd | Hanging on the wall next to the counter is a small, printed sign. Floyd | Beneath the sign sits a heavy, dog-eared register, and sitting next to Floyd | the register is a bell. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sign" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > X SIGN Floyd | Floyd | "All restricted books must be signed for on the register, and may not Floyd | be removed from this building. Please have your faculty ID ready when Floyd | you make your request." Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Case in point - I just read hushed as husband, and wondered why he is here." | |
Jacqueline says, "I TOLD YOU PEOPLE" | ||
DavidW says, "oh. This is what we need Michael's card for." | ||
Jacqueline coughs. | ||
Knight_Otu says, "I'm sure he'll get nekkid again." | ||
Jacqueline says, "He is at home. Perhaps his pants are still on the bed." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x register" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > X REGISTER Floyd | Floyd | It's basically a log, recording what book was checked out, who checked Floyd | it out, and when. There must be hundreds of names here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up michael in register" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP MICHAEL IN REGISTER Floyd | Floyd | (in the dog-eared register) Floyd | Your husband's name is down at the bottom. The title of the book Floyd | is A Historical Overview of Superstitions in the Miskaton Valley Floyd | Region by J. Arnsworth Frazer, pub. 1906. Quite a mouthful. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "look up necromicon on register" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP NECROMICON ON REGISTER Floyd | Floyd | (in the dog-eared register) Floyd | You don't find that name on the register. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "So go get the card then?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Library Floyd | Shadows roost thickly in the vaulted ceiling, and small, green-shaded Floyd | desk lamps cast pools of warm radiance here and there around the Floyd | library's dim interior. You pause a moment to let the hushed Floyd | peacefulness of this place soak in -- a welcome relief from the Floyd | unsettling events of the day. An exit lies east, and a small alcove to Floyd | the north houses the circulation counter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | University Court Floyd | Isolated and serene within its high, ivy-covered walls, Miskaton Floyd | University represents this benighted town's single, if somewhat Floyd | dubious, claim to cultural achievement. Founded some time in the early Floyd | 1800s, the school's reputation and enrollment have diminished somewhat Floyd | as Anchorhead drifts further and further into the abyss of provincial Floyd | backwaterism. Still, it is generally recognized for its collection of Floyd | folklore and esoteric mythology (one of the oldest and most extensive Floyd | on the east coast). The Board of Deans was also kind enough to offer Floyd | Michael a full professorship upon hearing of his recently discovered Floyd | heritage and his plans to move into the estate. Ivory tower, perhaps, Floyd | but at least they take care of their own. Floyd | Floyd | There are numerous buildings surrounding this cobbled court, but the Floyd | only one you are interested in is the library to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "er, I meant Necronomicon, but yeah, let's get the card." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "brief" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day two Floyd | Floyd | > BRIEF Floyd | Floyd | ANCHORHEAD is now in its normal "brief" printing mode, which gives Floyd | long descriptions of places never before visited and short Floyd | descriptions otherwise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Junction day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Junction Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Narrow Street day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Narrow Street Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind cuts through your clothes, chilling you to the bone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Whateley Bridge day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Whateley Bridge Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Town Square Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the square, rising from a circular lawn of Floyd | unhealthy-looking grass and weeds, stands a strange, stone obelisk. It Floyd | seems to be a monument of some sort, although you can see no plaque or Floyd | marker anywhere near it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Riverwalk day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Riverwalk Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Chilly Avenue day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Chilly Avenue Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||
Floyd ] Scenic View day two Floyd | Floyd | > SW Floyd | Floyd | The ground begins to rise sharply as the road climbs up into the hills Floyd | south of town. Floyd | Floyd | Scenic View Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Outside the House Floyd | Floyd | The Verlac mansion looms before you, casting an air of menace over the Floyd | clearing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the front door first) Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Floyd | The front door stands open to the south. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the front door. Floyd | Floyd | A cold, noiseless draft coils through the narrow entrance hall. You Floyd | shiver, wondering where it came from. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Master Bedroom Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Master Bedroom Floyd | The master bedroom is a picture-postcard of rustic New England charm. Floyd | Faded sketches of rural landscapes adorn the walls; a beautifully Floyd | carved dressing mirror stands in one corner; an old-fashioned Floyd | accordion radiator gurgles quietly beneath the window. The most Floyd | striking feature, an enormous, antique, four-poster bed, must be the Floyd | largest piece of furniture in the house. Doorways lead west and south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pants" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X PANTS Floyd | Floyd | A tasteful ensemble from Ann Taylor in muted browns and olive greens Floyd | (you've been an autumn person since you were old enough to match your Floyd | own socks). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x wallet" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X WALLET Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | Floyd | A rickety wooden ladder stands here, descending from a three-foot by Floyd | three-foot square of darkness in the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Library Floyd | Floyd | A beautiful pair of mahogany sliding doors stand closed to the east. Floyd | Floyd | A section of the shelves in the western wall has slid to one side, Floyd | revealing a hidden safe. Floyd | Floyd | Resting on the pipe stand is a sizable volume decorated with a gilded Floyd | pentagram on its cover. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Study day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | (opening the sliding doors first) Floyd | Floyd | Study Floyd | This smaller room adjoining the library seems comfortable enough, Floyd | although it is dusty and cluttered from having not been lived in for Floyd | the better part of a year. Aside from the desk and the chair and the Floyd | empty shelves, the only real feature of the room is the large, ornate Floyd | fireplace in the southern wall. Floyd | Floyd | A beautiful pair of mahogany sliding doors lead west, to the library. Floyd | Floyd | Michael's laptop sits in the middle of the desk, humming quietly to Floyd | itself. Also on the desk is a letter opener. Floyd | Floyd | Although his computer is still on, Michael isn't here. In fact, you Floyd | realize, you haven't heard him anywhere in the house since you got Floyd | home. And you even found him a newspaper. Where in the world could he Floyd | have gotten to? Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "Maybe he'll let us "borrow" the card?" | |
DavidW says, "He's not here." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Oh." | ||
Jacqueline says, "He is not here." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "I really must be tired." | ||
Jacqueline says, "And the game, iirc, is not forgiving." | ||
DavidW says, "He's out kidnapping children, I guess." | ||
Roger says, "The perfect spouse" | ||
Jacqueline says (to DW), "hahahahaha" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take opener" | ||
Floyd ] Study day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE OPENER Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the umbrella into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a Floyd | hand free) Floyd | You pick up the letter opener. It's a rather ornate thing, with a Floyd | silver hilt and a slim, sharp tip. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to KO), "We could call it for today, if you'd like. We've been going 3 hours" | |
DavidW says, "The letter opener is a poking device." | ||
Jacqueline exclaims, "It is!" | ||
DavidW says, "We can now do the attic thing." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x laptop" | ||
Floyd ] Study day two Floyd | Floyd | > X LAPTOP Floyd | Floyd | A top-of-the-line model: it's sleek, lightweight and very fast, a real Floyd | status symbol for the writer who wants to look as though he might stop Floyd | whatever he's doing at the drop of a hat and suddenly hack out a Floyd | bestseller. While you have yet to witness Michael do this, he really Floyd | had been wanting one since before the two of you even met; so, to Floyd | celebrate his new teaching position, you splurged and bought him one. Floyd | Floyd | The laptop is currently switched on. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Lee's" | |
Knight_Otu says, "Darnit, we may be trespassing, thieving tomb robbers, but kidnapping, that goes to far." | ||
Jacqueline says, "er, Let's" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read it" | ||
Floyd ] Study day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ IT Floyd | Floyd | The computer is in screen-saver mode: blank except for a single window Floyd | requesting a 4-digit user passcode. Odd; you didn't think Michael ever Floyd | used the passcode utility. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Library Floyd | Floyd | A beautiful pair of mahogany sliding doors lead east, to the study. Floyd | Floyd | A section of the shelves in the western wall has slid to one side, Floyd | revealing a hidden safe. Floyd | Floyd | Resting on the pipe stand is a sizable volume decorated with a gilded Floyd | pentagram on its cover. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | Floyd | A rickety wooden ladder stands here, descending from a three-foot by Floyd | three-foot square of darkness in the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | The ancient rungs creak alarmingly as you ascend. Floyd | Floyd | Attic Floyd | It's much cooler up here than in the rest of the house, and you find Floyd | it hard to suppress a shiver. Grotesque, looming shadows crawl across Floyd | the low, slanted ceiling, and the dust hangs thick and motionless in Floyd | the air. To the west the ceiling dips even lower until the space Floyd | beneath leaves hardly room enough to crawl, while to the north stands Floyd | a wooden door, draped in shadows and half-hidden by the slanting Floyd | eaves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "put newspaper under door" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > PUT NEWSPAPER UNDER DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You slide the newspaper under the door, leaving only an inch or two Floyd | sticking out on your side. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Yeah, I already mentioned that it's about time for me." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "put opener in keyhole" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > PUT OPENER IN KEYHOLE Floyd | Floyd | The tip of the letter opener bumps against something, and you hear Floyd | something thump onto the newspaper on the other side of the door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull newspaper" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > PULL NEWSPAPER Floyd | Floyd | Something metallic falls off the newspaper as you pull it out from Floyd | under the door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Attic Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "uhoh." | |
Jacqueline says, "bah" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf2" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > SAVE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to write: Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull newspaper" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > PULL NEWSPAPER Floyd | Floyd | Something metallic falls off the newspaper as you pull it out from Floyd | under the door. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Maybe we were supposed to unfold the newspaper first?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), ";" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two
Floyd |
Floyd | > ;
Floyd |
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
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DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Attic Floyd | It's much cooler up here than in the rest of the house, and you find Floyd | it hard to suppress a shiver. Grotesque, looming shadows crawl across Floyd | the low, slanted ceiling, and the dust hangs thick and motionless in Floyd | the air. To the west the ceiling dips even lower until the space Floyd | beneath leaves hardly room enough to crawl, while to the north stands Floyd | a wooden door, draped in shadows and half-hidden by the slanting Floyd | eaves. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see an old-fashioned brass key here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take key" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE KEY Floyd | Floyd | (the old-fashioned brass key) Floyd | (slipping the keyring into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a hand Floyd | free) Floyd | You pick up the old-fashioned brass key. It's an old key, the kind Floyd | with a round barrel about a quarter-inch in diameter and flat, square Floyd | teeth. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by one point. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh." | |
Jacqueline says, "Cool" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Whew." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "put brass key on keyring" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > PUT BRASS KEY ON KEYRING Floyd | Floyd | The old-fashioned brass key is now on the keyring. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the keyring) Floyd | You go through all the keys on your keyring, trying each one in turn, Floyd | and after several false attempts you discover that the old-fashioned Floyd | brass key fits the lock. Floyd | You unlock the door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the door first) Floyd | Floyd | Attic Cell Floyd | A cramped little annex off the main attic, with a tiny, shuttered Floyd | window high up on the north wall. A pile of mouldering straw in the Floyd | corner and what looks like pencil marks on the lower part of the walls Floyd | seem to indicate that someone lived here once. Or, possibly, was kept Floyd | here. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "You're a wizard, Harry." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x straw" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > X STRAW Floyd | Floyd | This disgusting mess might actually have been some poor soul's bed. Floyd | You shudder, wondering what sick relative was kept prisoner here, and Floyd | when. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x marks" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > X MARKS Floyd | Floyd | They look like a child's drawings, made with pencil or some kind of Floyd | charcoal. Most of them are smudged and faded, but you can make out Floyd | stick figures here and there, and the occasional, lollipop-shaped Floyd | tree. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "search straw" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH STRAW Floyd | Floyd | You gingerly poke through the filthy straw, barely able to suppress Floyd | your disgust. However, your search is not unrewarded: underneath the Floyd | thickest part of the pile, you discover a tiny gold locket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "gold locket" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > GOLD LOCKET Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x gold" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > X GOLD Floyd | Floyd | Which do you mean, the gold locket or the wedding ring? Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline exclaims, "!" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "locket" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOCKET Floyd | Floyd | It is oval-shaped, held shut with a tiny clasp. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open it" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN IT Floyd | Floyd | You open the gold locket, revealing a woman's picture. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline exclaims, "!!" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x picture" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > X PICTURE Floyd | Floyd | From the quality of the photograph, you'd say the picture must have Floyd | been taken sometime in the fifties. The woman looks no more than Floyd | twenty years old. Her pale, fragile face is framed by straight, dark, Floyd | mousy hair, and she seems to stare plaintively out at you, her Floyd | expression one of haunted resignation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take picture" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE PICTURE Floyd | Floyd | That's fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close locket" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE LOCKET Floyd | Floyd | You close the gold locket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take it" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE IT Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the typewritten notice into the pocket of your trenchcoat to Floyd | get a hand free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "I guess we stop here?" | |
Knight_Otu says, "Anyway... I think.. yes." | ||
DavidW says, "I don't know what to try next anyway." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "save" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > SAVE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to write: | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "cfanchorhead" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two
Floyd | Ok.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| Knight_Otu exclaims, "Good night!" | |
Jacqueline says, "I have a feeling we may need to backtrack." | ||
Jacqueline says (to KO), "G'night" | ||
Knight_Otu goes home. | DavidW says (to Jacqueline), "Because we didn't take the card." | |
Jacqueline says, "Yeah" | ||
DavidW says, "You could be right." | ||
DavidW says, "There just wasn't a good reason to take it then." | ||
Jacqueline says, "I was reading in one of Ryan's Cragne Manor documents that this game is cruel." | ||
DavidW says, "Except IF kleptomania." | ||
Jacqueline says (to DW), "Well, there was no reason to rip open that coffin, either, but we did that." | ||
Jacqueline says, "And heck, you all broke into the real estate agent's office first thing." | ||
Jacqueline says, "But I guess the card was in our dear husband's wallet, so I get that." | ||
*** Session 2 *** | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "load sleepmask anchor" | ||
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Floyd ] The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind
Floyd ] is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind
Floyd ] of fear is fear of the unknown.
Floyd ]
Floyd ] -- H.P. Lovecraft
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Floyd | [Press 'R' to restore; any other key to begin]
| DavidW says, "Sorry I argued against taking the ID." | |
Jacqueline says, "No worries. I am usually wrong, so you can't be blamed for ignoring my advice based on your ethical argument." | ||
Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
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Floyd | November, 1997.
Floyd |
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Floyd | You take a deep breath of salty air as the first raindrops begin to
Floyd | spatter the pavement, and the swollen, slate-colored clouds that
Floyd | blanket the sky mutter ominous portents amongst themselves over the
Floyd | little coastal town of Anchorhead.
Floyd |
Floyd | Squinting up into the glowering storm, you wonder how everything
Floyd | managed to happen so fast. The strange phone call over a month ago,
Floyd | from a lawyer claiming to represent the estate of some distant branch
Floyd | of Michael's family, was bewildering enough in itself... but then the
Floyd | sudden whirlwind of planning and decisions, legal details and travel
Floyd | arrangements, the packing up and shipping away of your entire home,
Floyd | your entire life...
Floyd |
Floyd | Now suddenly here you are, after driving for the past two days
Floyd | straight, over a thousand miles away from the familiar warmth of
Floyd | Texas, getting ready to move into the ancestral mansion of a clan of
Floyd | relatives so far removed that not even Michael has ever heard of them.
Floyd | And you've only been married since June and none of this was any of
Floyd | your idea in the first place, and already it's starting to rain.
Floyd |
Floyd | These days, you often find yourself feeling confused and uprooted.
Floyd |
Floyd | You shake yourself and force the melancholy thoughts from your head,
Floyd | trying to focus on the errand at hand. You're to meet with the real
Floyd | estate agent and pick up the keys to your new house while Michael runs
Floyd | across town to take care of some paperwork at the university. He'll be
Floyd | back to pick you up in a few minutes, and then the two of you can
Floyd | begin the long, precarious process of settling in.
Floyd |
Floyd | A sullen belch emanates from the clouds, and the rain starts coming
Floyd | down harder -- fat, cold drops smacking loudly against the
Floyd | cobblestones. Shouldn't it be snowing in New England at this time of
Floyd | year? With a sigh, you open your umbrella.
Floyd |
Floyd | Welcome to Anchorhead...
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Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] * THE FIRST DAY * Floyd ] Floyd ] I was far from home, and the spell of the eastern Floyd ] sea was upon me. Floyd ] Floyd ] -- H.P. Lovecraft Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd | | ||
Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day one Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | ANCHORHEAD Floyd | An interactive gothic by Michael S. Gentry Floyd | Floyd | (Type HELP or ABOUT for some useful information.) Floyd | Floyd | Release 5 / Serial number 990206 / Inform v6.15 Library 6/7 Floyd | Floyd | Outside the Real Estate Office Floyd | A grim little cul-de-sac, tucked away in a corner of the Floyd | claustrophobic tangle of narrow, twisting avenues that largely Floyd | constitute the older portion of Anchorhead. Like most of the streets Floyd | in this city, it is ancient, shadowy, and leads essentially nowhere. Floyd | The lane ends here at the real estate agent's office, which lies to Floyd | the east, and winds its way back toward the center of town to the Floyd | west. A narrow, garbage-choked alley opens to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I nominate DW to power us through, since he did a lot of the driving last time and is most familiar with the map." | |
Jacqueline clears the save counter. | DavidW says, "sorry, I was restocking my clipboard." | |
Jacqueline asks, "With ... paper?" | ||
DavidW says, "yes" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Hooray for preparedness." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Alley day one Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Alley Floyd | This narrow aperture between two buildings is nearly blocked with Floyd | piles of rotting cardboard boxes and overstuffed garbage cans. Ugly, Floyd | half-crumbling brick walls to either side totter oppressively over Floyd | you. The alley ends here at a tall, wooden fence. Floyd | Floyd | High up on the wall of the northern building there is a narrow, Floyd | transom-style window. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "push can" | ||
Floyd ] Alley day one Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH CAN Floyd | Floyd | You push the garbage cans around aimlessly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "push can under window" | ||
Floyd ] Alley day one Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH CAN UNDER WINDOW Floyd | Floyd | Grunting and holding your breath, you manhandle one of the filthy cans Floyd | under the window. Floyd | Floyd | In the distance, you can hear the lonesome keening of a train whistle Floyd | drifting on the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Alley day one Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | The window is too high. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "climb can" | ||
Floyd ] Alley, on the garbage can day one Floyd | Floyd | > CLIMB CAN Floyd | Floyd | You clamber onto the wobbling garbage can, precariously balanced. You Floyd | can just reach the lower edge of the window from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | (opening the transom window first) Floyd | (closing the umbrella first) Floyd | It's a tight squeeze, but you just manage to wriggle through, dropping Floyd | quietly to the floor inside. Floyd | Floyd | File Room Floyd | Peering through the murk, you can make out the blocky outlines of Floyd | filing cabinets lining the walls and a doorway to the west. A window Floyd | high up on the south wall lets in a very faint illumination. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Office Floyd | Pallid gray light trickles in through the drawn blinds. The office is Floyd | deserted, papers still scattered across the top of the desk. The front Floyd | door lies west, and the file room lies east. Floyd | Floyd | Sitting on the corner of the paper-strewn desk are a telephone and an Floyd | answering machine. Floyd | Floyd | Someone seems to have left a cup of coffee sitting out, half-finished Floyd | and cold. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x display" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > X DISPLAY Floyd | Floyd | The display indicates there is one message on the machine, left (oddly Floyd | enough) at 4:19 this morning. The display also shows that the message Floyd | has already been checked. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "AIT" | |
Jacqueline says, "WAIT" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Oh, nevermind." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Huh." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Interesting." | ||
Jacqueline says, "It *had* already been checked." | ||
DavidW says, "Yes." | ||
Jacqueline says, "WEIRD" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Okay." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "push play" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH PLAY Floyd | Floyd | For a while there is nothing but a quiet hiss, followed by Floyd | intermittent skirls of strange-sounding static. It sounds like one of Floyd | those annoying glitches where the caller hangs up but the machine Floyd | keeps recording anyway. Then, barely audible through the static, you Floyd | detect what sounds like a human voice whispering a single word: Floyd | Floyd | "Verlac." Floyd | Floyd | The machine beeps. Floyd | Floyd | A brief shudder ripples up your back. You remember now, "Verlac" is Floyd | the name of this branch of Michael's family. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | File Room Floyd | Peering through the murk, you can make out the blocky outlines of Floyd | filing cabinets lining the walls and a doorway to the west. A window Floyd | high up on the south wall lets in a very faint illumination. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up verlac in cabinet" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP VERLAC IN CABINET Floyd | Floyd | (in the filing cabinets) Floyd | Strange; the file on the Verlac property has been cleaned out. Title, Floyd | deed, all the papers, all of it gone. There is, however, a set of keys Floyd | tucked down in the hanging folder. You quickly pocket them. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by two points. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x keys" | ||
Floyd ] File Room day one Floyd | Floyd | > X KEYS Floyd | Floyd | It's just an ordinary-looking keyring. There are two keys (a key to Floyd | the house and a key to the cellar) on it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Office Floyd | Pallid gray light trickles in through the drawn blinds. The office is Floyd | deserted, papers still scattered across the top of the desk. The front Floyd | door lies west, and the file room lies east. Floyd | Floyd | Sitting on the corner of the paper-strewn desk are a telephone and an Floyd | answering machine. Floyd | Floyd | Someone seems to have left a cup of coffee sitting out, half-finished Floyd | and cold. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | (opening the real estate office door first) Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You unlock the office door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | (opening the real estate office door first) Floyd | The rain is still coming down, so you open your umbrella. Floyd | Floyd | Outside the Real Estate Office Floyd | A grim little cul-de-sac, tucked away in a corner of the Floyd | claustrophobic tangle of narrow, twisting avenues that largely Floyd | constitute the older portion of Anchorhead. Like most of the streets Floyd | in this city, it is ancient, shadowy, and leads essentially nowhere. Floyd | The lane ends here at the real estate agent's office, which lies to Floyd | the east, and winds its way back toward the center of town to the Floyd | west. A narrow, garbage-choked alley opens to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | The office door is open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the Real Estate Office day one Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the real estate office door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Narrow Street day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Narrow Street Floyd | As the lane winds along from east to west, it narrows until the steep, Floyd | jagged rooftops on either side of the street practically touch each Floyd | other. To the south, a side street leads across Whateley Bridge toward Floyd | the center of town, and a twisting lane leads up a hill to the Floyd | northwest. A short flight of steps to the north leads down to the Floyd | local watering hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "The perfect crime." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | You close your umbrella, as is your habit after coming indoors. Floyd | Floyd | Local Pub Floyd | A dank, drafty old drinking hole lit by flickering, oil-burning Floyd | lanterns. Smoke collects in greasy pools among the rafters, and Floyd | shadows crowd thick around. The bar runs the length of the room to Floyd | your right, while to the south a low doorway opens onto the street. Floyd | Floyd | Mill workers and fishermen occupy a few of the tables, drinking beer Floyd | or puffing grimly at long-stemmed pipes. Each is wrapped in his Floyd | solitude, soaking up the general miasma of dreary fatalism. Floyd | Floyd | The lantern sitting on the table nearest you sputters fitfully, Floyd | throwing distorted shadows across the wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take lantern" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE LANTERN Floyd | Floyd | No one here looks as though they'd mind if you borrowed one of these Floyd | lamps. Casually, you purloin the nearest one. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | As you make your way to the door, your foot strikes something under Floyd | one of the tables. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under table" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER TABLE Floyd | Floyd | Some forgetful soul has left a flask underneath one of the tables, Floyd | pushed into a shadowy corner. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take flask" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE FLASK Floyd | Floyd | You pick up the flask. The label is faded and mostly peeled away, but Floyd | what little you can make out seems to indicate that this is not a Floyd | particularly distinguished brand of spirits. The words "bootleg" and Floyd | "rotgut" come to mind, probably because they are the only words Floyd | legible on what's left of the label. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "put flask in coat" | ||
Floyd ] Local Pub day one Floyd | Floyd | > PUT FLASK IN COAT Floyd | Floyd | You slip the flask into the pocket of your trenchcoat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Narrow Street day one Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | The rain is still coming down, so you open your umbrella. Floyd | Floyd | Narrow Street Floyd | As the lane winds along from east to west, it narrows until the steep, Floyd | jagged rooftops on either side of the street practically touch each Floyd | other. To the south, a side street leads across Whateley Bridge toward Floyd | the center of town, and a twisting lane leads up a hill to the Floyd | northwest. A short flight of steps to the north leads down to the Floyd | local watering hole. Floyd | Floyd | A sudden gust of rain puts the lantern out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Junction day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Junction Floyd | To the north, a gap in the crowded press of gloomy buildings opens Floyd | onto a country lane, heading out over a grassy heath. The main street Floyd | continues to the east, while to the northwest, over the top of a steep Floyd | rise, you can just make out the vaulted rooftops of the university. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day one Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | University Court Floyd | Isolated and serene within its high, ivy-covered walls, Miskaton Floyd | University represents this benighted town's single, if somewhat Floyd | dubious, claim to cultural achievement. Founded some time in the early Floyd | 1800s, the school's reputation and enrollment have diminished somewhat Floyd | as Anchorhead drifts further and further into the abyss of provincial Floyd | backwaterism. Still, it is generally recognized for its collection of Floyd | folklore and esoteric mythology (one of the oldest and most extensive Floyd | on the east coast). The Board of Deans was also kind enough to offer Floyd | Michael a full professorship upon hearing of his recently discovered Floyd | heritage and his plans to move into the estate. Ivory tower, perhaps, Floyd | but at least they take care of their own. Floyd | Floyd | There are numerous buildings surrounding this cobbled court, but the Floyd | only one you are interested in is the library to the west, where Floyd | Michael told you he'd be until he came back to the real estate agent's Floyd | office to pick you up. Which, incidentally, he has not yet done. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Library day one Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | You close your umbrella, as is your habit after coming indoors. Floyd | Floyd | Library Floyd | Shadows roost thickly in the vaulted ceiling, and small, green-shaded Floyd | desk lamps cast pools of warm radiance here and there around the Floyd | library's dim interior. You pause a moment to let the hushed Floyd | peacefulness of this place soak in -- a welcome relief from the Floyd | unsettling events of the day. An exit lies east, and a small alcove to Floyd | the north houses the circulation counter. Floyd | Floyd | Peering through the shadows, you spot your husband sitting at one of Floyd | the reading desks, absorbed in some sort of weighty tome and clearly Floyd | oblivious to the time. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "kiss michael" | ||
Floyd ] Library day one Floyd | Floyd | > KISS MICHAEL Floyd | Floyd | Michael looks up, startled, then realizes it's you and smiles. "Hi, Floyd | hon," he says, closing the book and stretching. Then he glances at his Floyd | watch. "Good grief, what happened to the time? I'm so sorry -- I just Floyd | lost track." He smiles sheepishly. Floyd | Floyd | "Well?" he asks. "Did you get the keys?" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "show keys to michael" | ||
Floyd ] Library day one Floyd | Floyd | > SHOW KEYS TO MICHAEL Floyd | Floyd | "Great!" says Michael. "You hang on to that. Just a second, I'll put Floyd | this back." He takes the book up to the circulation desk and hands it Floyd | to the librarian. "Okay then," he says, returning, "let's go." Floyd | Floyd | Michael suddenly smacks his forehead. "Oh, crap, I forgot to tell you. Floyd | The car broke down." He spreads his hands. "I don't know what happened Floyd | to it; one second I'm parking outside, the next second it dies and I Floyd | can't get it started again. I called a tow truck, but the nearest Floyd | garage is up in Arkham. They picked it up but won't be able to look at Floyd | it until next week at the earliest. Anyway, it looks like we'll have Floyd | to walk back to the house." He offers you a lame smile. "You can hold Floyd | the umbrella." Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by two points. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Library day one Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | You may leave to the east, or approach the counter to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | The rain is still coming down, so you open your umbrella. Floyd | Floyd | University Court Floyd | Isolated and serene within its high, ivy-covered walls, Miskaton Floyd | University represents this benighted town's single, if somewhat Floyd | dubious, claim to cultural achievement. Founded some time in the early Floyd | 1800s, the school's reputation and enrollment have diminished somewhat Floyd | as Anchorhead drifts further and further into the abyss of provincial Floyd | backwaterism. Still, it is generally recognized for its collection of Floyd | folklore and esoteric mythology (one of the oldest and most extensive Floyd | on the east coast). The Board of Deans was also kind enough to offer Floyd | Michael a full professorship upon hearing of his recently discovered Floyd | heritage and his plans to move into the estate. Ivory tower, perhaps, Floyd | but at least they take care of their own. Floyd | Floyd | There are numerous buildings surrounding this cobbled court, but the Floyd | only one you are interested in is the library to the west. Floyd | Floyd | Michael hurries to catch up. Floyd | Floyd | "I apologized about the car, right?" says Michael sheepishly. Floyd | Floyd | A sudden gust of wind blows a cold spray of rain into your face. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask michael about car" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day one Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MICHAEL ABOUT CAR Floyd | Floyd | "Strange about the car, isn't it?" Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "?" | |
Jacqueline says, "Michael." | ||
Jacqueline sighs. | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "tell michael about real estate agent" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day one Floyd | Floyd | > TELL MICHAEL ABOUT REAL ESTATE AGENT Floyd | Floyd | He frowns as you tell him about the real estate agent's disappearance. Floyd | "That is rather odd," he says. "I wonder where she could be?" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask michael about house" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day one Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MICHAEL ABOUT HOUSE Floyd | Floyd | "The Verlac family has been living in that old place for generations; Floyd | they're an integral part of the history of this whole region. It's Floyd | really quite interesting." Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Just get him home, get his clothes off, and steal his faculty card." | |
Jacqueline says, "(Kidding)" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "okay" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day one Floyd | Floyd | > OKAY Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Although these hallowed halls of learning probably hold a veritable Floyd | trove of knowledge, you are no longer a student, and the only building Floyd | you have any business in is the library. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Junction day one Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Junction Floyd | To the north, a gap in the crowded press of gloomy buildings opens Floyd | onto a country lane, heading out over a grassy heath. The main street Floyd | continues to the east, while to the northwest, over the top of a steep Floyd | rise, you can just make out the vaulted rooftops of the university. Floyd | Floyd | Michael strolls along after you. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "(sort of)" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Narrow Street day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Narrow Street Floyd | As the lane winds along from east to west, it narrows until the steep, Floyd | jagged rooftops on either side of the street practically touch each Floyd | other. To the south, a side street leads across Whateley Bridge toward Floyd | the center of town, and a twisting lane leads up a hill to the Floyd | northwest. A short flight of steps to the north leads down to the Floyd | local watering hole. Floyd | Floyd | Michael hurries to catch up. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Whateley Bridge day one Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Whateley Bridge Floyd | A hoary monument of crumbling, moss-eaten flagstones, Whateley Bridge Floyd | is possibly older than any other structure in the entire city. Floyd | Ponderously it spans the dark, torpid waters of the Miskaton River, Floyd | connecting the north and south halves of the city and occasionally Floyd | raining bits of gravel and mortar from its underside into the water. Floyd | It looks just wide enough for two cars to pass each other between the Floyd | flanking stone parapets, but you wouldn't volunteer to try it. Floyd | Floyd | Michael hurries to catch up. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "And he offers no insights about our criminal activity?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Whateley Bridge day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | The bridge only leads north and south from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day one Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Town Square Floyd | A wide expanse of uneven pavestones lies open to the sky, bordered on Floyd | all sides by the leaning, steep-roofed architecture that looms over Floyd | everything in this city. The municipal courthouse stands at the south Floyd | end of the square, next to the mouth of a dark, narrow alley to the Floyd | southwest. Avenues to the west and east lead back into the cramped and Floyd | ingrown streets, while to the north lies Whateley Bridge. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the square, rising from a circular lawn of Floyd | unhealthy-looking grass and weeds, stands a strange, stone obelisk. It Floyd | seems to be a monument of some sort, although you can see no plaque or Floyd | marker anywhere near it. Floyd | Floyd | Michael strolls along after you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Riverwalk day one Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Riverwalk Floyd | A low, irregular brick wall to the north divides this street from the Floyd | steep, mud-slick banks of the sinuous Miskaton, while a rusty iron Floyd | gate provides access to a precarious flight of stone steps leading Floyd | down the bank to the water's edge. The street bends south here, Floyd | turning into a misty avenue between the trees. The town square lies Floyd | west, a vacant lot lies east. Floyd | Floyd | Michael follows you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Chilly Avenue day one Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Chilly Avenue Floyd | Perhaps it is merely the effect of some unwholesome vapour rising from Floyd | the murky waters of the nearby Miskaton, but the temperature along Floyd | this street seems perceptibly cooler than normal, even for a New Floyd | England autumn. Two dirt roads lead south and southwest, into the Floyd | dense woods at the edge of town. Floyd | Floyd | A clammy mist hangs thickly in the air, seeping through your clothes Floyd | and making you shiver. Floyd | Floyd | Michael hurries to catch up. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||
Floyd ] Scenic View day one Floyd | Floyd | > SW Floyd | Floyd | As you walk through, the mists part before your husband almost Floyd | deferentially, quickly dissolving away into nothing. Floyd | Floyd | The ground begins to rise sharply as the road climbs up into the hills Floyd | south of town. Floyd | Floyd | Scenic View Floyd | The treeline falls away on the north side of this northwest-northeast Floyd | bend in the road, giving way to a panoramic view of the Miskaton River Floyd | Valley and the grubby little town of Anchorhead nestled within it. Floyd | From here you can see the paper mill almost directly to the north; the Floyd | solitary lighthouse and surrounding ocean to the northeast; and the Floyd | dilapidated stone church below you to the east. Winding through it all Floyd | is the oily black ribbon of the Miskaton, and almost directly in the Floyd | center lies the little clearing of Town Square. You can just make out Floyd | the shape of the obelisk from here. Floyd | Floyd | Michael follows you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day one Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Outside the House Floyd | The lane runs up from the southeast and ends at a wide clearing Floyd | surrounded by gnarled and ancient trees. A wide, curving driveway runs Floyd | up to the front door of your house, which lies north. Floyd | Floyd | The fabled Verlac family mansion looms before you in the gloom, its Floyd | dark creaking presence dominating the clearing and, somehow, even Floyd | though it is not visible through the trees, the entire valley. The Floyd | foreboding shadow of the Verlacs seems to enshroud all of Anchorhead Floyd | from here. Floyd | Floyd | A typewritten notice has been attached to the front door. Floyd | Floyd | Michael follows you. Floyd | Floyd | "Well," says Michael, "this must be the place. We finally made it, Floyd | honey. We're home!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x notice" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day one Floyd | Floyd | > X NOTICE Floyd | Floyd | It's a letter from the Arkham Regional Utilities Company, explaining Floyd | that, due to wiring difficulties, the electricity will not be Floyd | installed until next week. No phone service, either. Floyd | Floyd | "Well, that's wonderful news," remarks Michael dryly, reading over Floyd | your shoulder. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take it" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day one Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE IT Floyd | Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day one Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You unlock the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the front door first) Floyd | You close your umbrella, as is your habit after coming indoors. Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | The front door stands open to the south. Floyd | Floyd | Carelessly stacked in a towering heap in the middle of the room are Floyd | all your luggage and belongings, which you had sent ahead through a Floyd | moving company before driving up to Massachusetts. Everything you own Floyd | is boxed away and piled up in the middle of the floor. The reality of Floyd | this move finally slams home as you stare at the sprawling jumble of Floyd | stuff, and suddenly you feel very lost and adrift. Floyd | Floyd | Night has now undeniably fallen, and the house is very, very dark. Floyd | There is probably just enough residual ambience to feel your way Floyd | upstairs to the bedroom, but the rest of the house is a tenebrous maze Floyd | of shadows, and any exploring would probably best be done in the Floyd | morning. Floyd | Floyd | Michael follows you. Floyd | Floyd | Michael stretches his arms and yawns. "Well," he says, "I think I'm Floyd | going to turn in. There'll be plenty of time to unpack and explore Floyd | tomorrow. Good night, hon." He kisses you on the cheek. "Don't stay up Floyd | too late." Floyd | Floyd | And with that, he goes upstairs. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "lock it" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > LOCK IT Floyd | Floyd | You lock the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Master Bedroom Floyd | The master bedroom is a picture-postcard of rustic New England charm. Floyd | Faded sketches of rural landscapes adorn the walls; a beautifully Floyd | carved dressing mirror stands in one corner; an old-fashioned Floyd | accordion radiator gurgles quietly beneath the window. The most Floyd | striking feature, an enormous, antique, four-poster bed, must be the Floyd | largest piece of furniture in the house. Floyd | Floyd | Michael is curled up in bed, sound asleep. Floyd | Floyd | If it weren't for this hopelessly backwater town and the disturbing Floyd | circumstances surrounding the house, you'd say this was your dream Floyd | home. Even so, as much as you would like to relax and enjoy the Floyd | comforts of a fully furnished historical New England estate, you can't Floyd | help but be put off by the shady aura surrounding the family that used Floyd | to live here. The last of the line, you remind yourself, recently Floyd | committed suicide after killing his wife and two daughters with a Floyd | shotgun. Involuntarily you shiver, glancing nervously at the doorways Floyd | to the south and west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "drop all" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > DROP ALL Floyd | Floyd | typewritten notice: Dropped. Floyd | lantern: Dropped. Floyd | keyring: Dropped. Floyd | umbrella: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | Michael emits a brief snore, then rolls over and sinks back into Floyd | troubled sleep. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "undress" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > UNDRESS Floyd | Floyd | You take off the trenchcoat. Floyd | You take off the clothes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "drop all" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > DROP ALL Floyd | Floyd | trenchcoat: Dropped. Floyd | clothes: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter bed" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > ENTER BED Floyd | Floyd | Gratefully, you crawl into bed and pull the covers up to your chin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "kiss michael" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > KISS MICHAEL Floyd | Floyd | Gently, you kiss your husband's forehead. His skin feels dry and Floyd | feverish. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "That's odd." | |
Knight_Otu says, "Uh oh." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch michael" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day one, evening Floyd | Floyd | > TOUCH MICHAEL Floyd | Floyd | Gently, you kiss your husband's forehead. His skin feels dry and Floyd | feverish. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day one, evening
Floyd |
Floyd | > SLEEP
Floyd |
Floyd | Almost immediately you fall asleep, and as the wind slithers around
Floyd | the eaves and the house creaks furtive secrets to itself, you drift
Floyd | into troubling dreams...
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DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ]
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Floyd | You are waiting in your bed, with the coverlet up under your chin,
Floyd | waiting for Father to come tuck you in. Footsteps in the hall pause
Floyd | outside your door. You close your eyes; when you open them again
Floyd | Father is standing at the foot of the bed. His eyes are bloodshot,
Floyd | rimmed with red, and you wonder if he has been crying. Slowly, he
Floyd | starts to take off his belt.
Floyd |
Floyd | Only it's not your father after all, it's Michael. He hands you a
Floyd | golden sphere and says:
Floyd |
Floyd | "I don't know what it opens yet but I have an idea."
Floyd |
Floyd | Your reflection is like a little doll trapped inside the sphere.
Floyd | Everything is tinged with gold. Your face swells and stretches
Floyd | comically as you stare back at yourself through the curved, distorting
Floyd | walls. Reaching out, your fingers curve back on themselves... the wall
Floyd | breaks and...
Floyd |
Floyd | You are running from the eyes, the terrible red-rimmed eyes, through
Floyd | endless, narrow corridors of wooden slats and crumbling plaster. You
Floyd | stumble through turn after turn, hopelessly lost. There is a small
Floyd | hole in the boards -- peering through it you see Michael in the study,
Floyd | typing diligently away. You scream, you pound on the wall, but he
Floyd | can't hear you. The red-rimmed eyes draw closer; hurrying down a
Floyd | twisting passage you find a dead end... the wall breaks and...
Floyd |
Floyd | Outside, you stand at another dead end, a high brick wall at the end
Floyd | of a steep, twisting lane. Written in black spraypaint...
Floyd |
Floyd | He always returns to his blood.
Floyd |
Floyd | Behind you, you hear the buzzing of a fly. You turn...
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DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] * THE SECOND DAY * Floyd ] Floyd ] It is hard to prevent the impression Floyd ] of a faint, malign odour about the village Floyd ] street, as of the massed mould and decay of Floyd ] centuries. It is always a relief to get Floyd ] clear of the place. Floyd ] Floyd ] -- H.P. Lovecraft Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd | | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two
Floyd |
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Floyd | You wake up. Steam billows gently by, and you can hear the sound of
Floyd | running water coming from the bathroom.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
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DavidW says (to Floyd), "open wallet" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN WALLET Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the wallet) Floyd | With a nervous glance toward the bathroom, you slip the wallet from Floyd | Michael's pants. Floyd | You open the wallet, revealing Michael's faculty card. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take card" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE CARD Floyd | Floyd | The shower suddenly stops. Quickly you palm the card, replace the Floyd | wallet and arrange the pants the way you found them. A moment later Floyd | Michael emerges from the bathroom, toweling his hair. "My, don't you Floyd | look tempting this morning," he says, giving you a kiss. He tosses the Floyd | towel back into the bathroom and gets dressed. "I think I'm going to Floyd | stay home and get some writing done. I don't actually start work until Floyd | tomorrow, so..." He kisses you on the cheek as he walks out into the Floyd | hall. "If you go out today, see if you can find a newspaper. I want to Floyd | learn as much as I can about this town." Floyd | Floyd | He looks at you for a moment, and his voice becomes serious. "I love Floyd | you, hon. You know that, don't you? I really want us to try and be Floyd | happy here." Floyd | Floyd | Then he turns and pads down the hall. Floyd | Floyd | You take a deep breath as he goes. You've never lied to Michael or Floyd | hidden anything from him before, ever; now, hardly two days into your Floyd | new life, you're already sneaking through his wallet. Floyd | Floyd | Oh yeah. You're off to a great start. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "dang" | |
Jacqueline says, "Thanks, game." | ||
DavidW clears the save counter. | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "push save" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH SAVE Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf1" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > SAVE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to write: Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two Floyd | Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom, on the four-poster bed day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | You'll have to get off the four-poster bed first. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > STAND Floyd | Floyd | Reluctantly, you do so. Floyd | Floyd | Master Bedroom Floyd | The master bedroom is a picture-postcard of rustic New England charm. Floyd | Faded sketches of rural landscapes adorn the walls; a beautifully Floyd | carved dressing mirror stands in one corner; an old-fashioned Floyd | accordion radiator gurgles quietly beneath the window. The most Floyd | striking feature, an enormous, antique, four-poster bed, must be the Floyd | largest piece of furniture in the house. Doorways lead west and south. Floyd | Floyd | Your clothes lie in an untidy pile on the floor. Floyd | Floyd | Your trenchcoat is here. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see your umbrella, a keyring (on which are two keys (a Floyd | key to the house and a key to the cellar)), a lantern and a Floyd | typewritten notice here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Bathroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Bathroom Floyd | A small chamber of cold, white tile and floral-print wallpaper. It Floyd | sports a genuine, whitewashed, claw-foot bathtub with a shower Floyd | attachment, which is a definite plus. The bedroom lies east. Floyd | Floyd | Michael's bath towel lies crumpled in the corner, next to the tub. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take shower" | ||
Floyd ] Bathroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE SHOWER Floyd | Floyd | You've always been more of a bath person, actually. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take bath" | ||
Floyd ] Bathroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE BATH Floyd | Floyd | (the towel) Floyd | You pick up the towel. It's still a little damp from Michael's shower, Floyd | but otherwise it's a perfectly ordinary bath towel. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "drop towel" | ||
Floyd ] Bathroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > DROP TOWEL Floyd | Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter bath" | ||
Floyd ] Bathroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > ENTER BATH Floyd | Floyd | (the towel) Floyd | That's not something you can enter. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "heh" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "wash me" | ||
Floyd ] Bathroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > WASH ME Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to DW), "Behave" | |
Knight_Otu says, "I guess we don't get to clean up." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take towel" | ||
Floyd ] Bathroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE TOWEL Floyd | Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "heh" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Master Bedroom Floyd | The master bedroom is a picture-postcard of rustic New England charm. Floyd | Faded sketches of rural landscapes adorn the walls; a beautifully Floyd | carved dressing mirror stands in one corner; an old-fashioned Floyd | accordion radiator gurgles quietly beneath the window. The most Floyd | striking feature, an enormous, antique, four-poster bed, must be the Floyd | largest piece of furniture in the house. Doorways lead west and south. Floyd | Floyd | Your clothes lie in an untidy pile on the floor. Floyd | Floyd | Your trenchcoat is here. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see your umbrella, a keyring (on which are two keys (a Floyd | key to the house and a key to the cellar)), a lantern and a Floyd | typewritten notice here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "wear clothes" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > WEAR CLOTHES Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the clothes) Floyd | You put on the clothes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "wear coat" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > WEAR COAT Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the trenchcoat) Floyd | You put on the trenchcoat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take all" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE ALL Floyd | Floyd | umbrella: Taken. Floyd | keyring: Taken. Floyd | lantern: (slipping the faculty card into the pocket of your trenchcoat Floyd | to get a hand free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | typewritten notice: (slipping the towel into the pocket of your Floyd | trenchcoat to get a hand free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Master Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing your trenchcoat, your clothes and your wedding ring; Floyd | in addition, you have in your hands a typewritten notice, a lantern, a Floyd | keyring, on which are two keys (a key to the house and a key to the Floyd | cellar) and your umbrella. Floyd | Floyd | The pockets of your trenchcoat contain a towel, Michael's faculty card Floyd | and a flask (which is closed). Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "We can't talk to Michael again, right?" | |
Jacqueline asks, "He's holed up in his room working?" | ||
DavidW says, "Michael went to the study." | ||
Knight_Otu exclaims, "The trenchcoat pocket is bacck!" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Just curious if he is still feaverish." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Er, feverish" | ||
DavidW says, "When we eventually looked for him, he wasn't there and his laptop was password protected." | ||
Jacqueline nods. | ||
Knight_Otu says, "As long as he's still around, we might be able to show him things." | ||
DavidW says, "We could check on him right away, I suppose." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Let's." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing | Jacqueline says, "I worry about him so." | |
Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length
Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the
Floyd | master bedroom.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
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DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | There is a cord dangling in mid-air here, right about level with your Floyd | face. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "I think he remained for a bit." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Library Floyd | Whatever else their faults may have been, the Verlacs were evidently Floyd | not ones to shun the printed word. Books line the walls from floor to Floyd | ceiling in this dark-paneled, green-carpeted room, interrupted only by Floyd | doorways to the east and south. A rich, brown leather armchair sits in Floyd | stately repose near the window, with a polished brass pipe stand Floyd | nearby completing the picture of some blue-blooded country squire's Floyd | literary refuge. Once again, you are struck by how easily this place Floyd | could have been the perfect home. Floyd | Floyd | A beautiful pair of mahogany sliding doors stand closed to the east. Floyd | Floyd | Resting on the pipe stand is a sizable volume decorated with a gilded Floyd | pentagram on its cover. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | (opening the sliding doors first) Floyd | Michael is in the study, typing furiously at his laptop. As you walk Floyd | in he looks up at you with a pained expression. "Can it wait?" he asks Floyd | you. "I think I'm onto something really good here, and if I don't get Floyd | it all out I'm going to lose it. If you don't mind, hon, I could Floyd | really use the next hour or so to myself." Floyd | Floyd | Not wanting to disturb him, you tiptoe out, shutting the doors quietly Floyd | behind you. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Okay then." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x volume" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > X VOLUME Floyd | Floyd | (The Compleat Manual of Wardes and Seales) Floyd | It's an old medieval tome dated in the early 1300s, written by one Floyd | Galarian Academius desChamps. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read it" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ IT Floyd | Floyd | Essentially, it's a textbook on the theory and practice of magickal Floyd | wards and seals, mystic symbols inscribed on doors and containers in Floyd | order to keep people and spirits out -- or in. It's all very Floyd | deliberately vague and arcane (in addition to being written in Floyd | medieval French and translated into Middle English, making it nearly Floyd | impossible to understand), the kind of thing that likely got many a Floyd | scholar burned at the stake in those days. Floyd | Floyd | You are surprised to find that a page in this old and probably quite Floyd | valuable book has been folded down, as though to mark the place. The Floyd | section marked discusses various methods of opening doors that have Floyd | been sealed with the image of a pagan god. Speaking aloud the deity's Floyd | true name will usually do the trick, apparently. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x books" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > X BOOKS Floyd | Floyd | Literally hundreds of books stuff the shelves, many of them thick, Floyd | cracked, leather-bound tomes with ribbon place-holders and titles Floyd | lettered in raised gold leaf. It would take you years to peruse them Floyd | all. However, one interesting title does catch your eye. An authentic Floyd | first printing of Edgar Allen Poe's Tales of Mystery and Floyd | Imagination, shelved incongruously between volumes "G" and "H" of Floyd | the Encyclopedia Americana. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take poe" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE POE Floyd | Floyd | The book sticks stubbornly at first, and, thinking that it must be Floyd | tightly wedged in between the encyclopediae, you give it a fierce Floyd | jerk. Suddenly, the book slides halfway out, then pops back in with a Floyd | loud "snick". Floyd | Floyd | Amazingly, a section of the bookshelf slides back, revealing a hidden Floyd | safe. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by one point. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x safe" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > X SAFE Floyd | Floyd | It's a stark cube of black, oily steel, fifteen inches to a side. Its Floyd | only feature is a large calibrated dial set into the front. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "dial" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > DIAL Floyd | Floyd | (The Compleat Manual of Wardes and Seales) Floyd | You'd probably have better luck if you were near a phone. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear Michael in the next room, typing away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x dial" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > X DIAL Floyd | Floyd | The dial is calibrated from one to sixty. It is currently set to 27. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear Michael in the next room, typing away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | There is a cord dangling in mid-air here, right about level with your Floyd | face. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull cord" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > PULL CORD Floyd | Floyd | With a rusty, ratcheting groan and a brief shower of dust, the trap Floyd | door swings down and folds back, revealing a rickety wooden ladder Floyd | leading up into darkness. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | A cold, noiseless draft coils through the narrow entrance hall. You Floyd | shiver, wondering where it came from. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dining Room Floyd | Much of the elegance has faded from this room. The huge dining table Floyd | running the length of it is covered with a thick gray film of dust, Floyd | and the china cupboard standing against the far wall is draped in Floyd | shadow. Doorways to the north and east offer little relief from the Floyd | gloom. For what must be the hundredth time, you wish you could open Floyd | the windows in this place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open cupboard" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN CUPBOARD Floyd | Floyd | The cupboard is empty; the china must have been auctioned off, in the Floyd | confusion before Michael was contacted, perhaps. Down at the bottom of Floyd | the cupboard is a velvet lining, where the silverware would usually be Floyd | kept. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x lining" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X LINING Floyd | Floyd | The lining is soft, dusky burgundy. One corner in back is pulled up a Floyd | bit and slightly torn. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull lining" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > PULL LINING Floyd | Floyd | You pull the lining back a bit further and discover a thin, palm-sized Floyd | journal tucked underneath it. Intrigued, you pull the little book Floyd | free. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by two points. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x book" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X BOOK Floyd | Floyd | It's a slim little book, no bigger than your hand, bound in imitation Floyd | leather. The mice really have been at it; most of the pages have been Floyd | chewed away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read it" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ IT Floyd | Floyd | It's a slim little book, no bigger than your hand, bound in imitation Floyd | leather. The mice really have been at it; most of the pages have been Floyd | chewed away. Floyd | Floyd | What's left of the journal reads: Floyd | Floyd | Desperate. Went back to the old twisting lane and found only a Floyd | blank wall. Without the amulet, how can I resist -- Floyd | Floyd | ...bottles, bottles... Floyd | Floyd | Getting worse. People I have never met smile knowingly at me in Floyd | the street. The police believe I am a child molester, but have brought Floyd | no charges against me as yet. Why? Head hurts all the time. I have Floyd | turned the cellar upside-down... damn it all, where is it? Floyd | Floyd | Dreamed of Father again. Dreamed of Grandfather. Those horrible, Floyd | red-rimmed eyes... Floyd | Floyd | -- into the safe, finally. 8-23-36. Won't forget THAT soon. Floyd | Ha! Floyd | Floyd | CANNOT DISCOVER ENTRANCE IN THE CELLAR!!! Secret eludes me still Floyd | but I WILL FIND IT!!! The clue is in their names, that pestilential Floyd | procession of names! If I could only -- Floyd | Floyd | The text breaks off as several more pages are missing. the last Floyd | fragmented entry reads: Floyd | Floyd | -- will fail. There is no recourse left. I know now what I must Floyd | do. Julia -- Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Where once pots and skillets and various utensils hung in profusion, Floyd | the kitchen walls are now merely ranks of dusty cabinets and a forest Floyd | of empty hooks. Doorways lead east and south, a small pantry lies to Floyd | the northwest, and the back door to the north leads out of the house. Floyd | Floyd | Someone's flashlight is lying on the kitchen counter; one of the Floyd | movers must have left it. Floyd | Floyd | An odd feeling of gloom overtakes you momentarily, and you find Floyd | yourself thinking about the Verlac family's personal effects -- the Floyd | everyday mundanities, such as kitchen utensils. Were they thrown out, Floyd | or donated to charity, or auctioned off as grisly souvenirs? What Floyd | about the canned goods? Did anyone think to take them? The cabinets Floyd | might even still be stocked. Morbidly, you wonder what Mrs. Edward Floyd | Verlac might have been cooking for dinner the night her husband blew Floyd | her head off. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take flashlight" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE FLASHLIGHT Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the umbrella into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a Floyd | hand free) Floyd | You pick up the flashlight. It's battery-powered, and waterproof too, Floyd | by the look of it. Floyd | Floyd | The flashlight is currently switched off. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open cupboards" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN CUPBOARDS Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open cupboard" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN CUPBOARD Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open cabinet" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN CABINET Floyd | Floyd | The cabinets are not, after all, still stocked -- much to your relief. Floyd | There's nothing in there but an old book of matches. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take matches" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE MATCHES Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the keyring into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a hand Floyd | free) Floyd | You pick up the book of matches. A label on the side reads, Floyd | "Water-resistant matches. Strike on cover." There are six matches Floyd | left. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Darkness day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and you can't see a thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn on flashlight" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON FLASHLIGHT Floyd | Floyd | The flashlight emits a warm yellow beam. Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | The pantry is empty save for a layer of dust on the shelves. A door to Floyd | the south leads down to the cellar, or you can return to the kitchen Floyd | to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Leaning in the corner is an old broom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take broom" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE BROOM Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the lantern into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a hand Floyd | free) Floyd | You pick up the broom. It's just an ordinary-looking broom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the keyring) Floyd | (slipping the typewritten notice into the pocket of your trenchcoat to Floyd | get a hand free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | You unlock the cellar door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | (opening the cellar door first) Floyd | You descend the gloomy steps into the dank cellar. Floyd | Floyd | Cellar Floyd | The old, flagstone walls gleam with unwholesome-smelling moisture, and Floyd | the sagging timbers creak uneasily above your head. Ancient, frayed Floyd | wiring festoons the ceiling like some strange species of clinging Floyd | vine. Portions of the cellar extend south and east into the clammy Floyd | darkness, though you could always beat a hasty retreat up the stairs Floyd | to the north. Floyd | Floyd | One largish bundle of wires leads down to a rusty old fuse cabinet Floyd | bolted to the far wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x web" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > X WEB Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Storage Floyd | Old crates and boxes piled high against the walls make this room seem Floyd | even smaller and dingier than it actually is, which is saying a lot. A Floyd | doorway lies north; the other walls contain nothing but shadows and Floyd | dirt-filled corners. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "search crates" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH CRATES Floyd | Floyd | You spend some time poking dispiritedly through boxes of second-hand Floyd | table settings, discarded shoes and outdated encyclopedias, but the Floyd | only thing you manage to dig up is an old cardboard box full of Floyd | newspaper clippings, which might make interesting reading later if you Floyd | can find the time. The only thing at all noteworthy about the room, in Floyd | fact, is that it desperately wants cleaning; there's even a big, Floyd | nasty-looking spider web in a corner behind one of the crates. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x web" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > X WEB Floyd | Floyd | Not a pretty, symmetrical spiral web like you see in nature magazines; Floyd | this is a tangled, ugly mass of dull gray threads spun in every Floyd | direction, the work of some careless, inebriated arachnid on a weekend Floyd | binger. Way back in the corner, almost buried beneath the disheveled Floyd | strands, is an old-fashioned iron key. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "break web with broom" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > BREAK WEB WITH BROOM Floyd | Floyd | With a single sweep of the broom, you clear the spider web away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take key" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE KEY Floyd | Floyd | (the old-fashioned iron key) Floyd | (slipping the torn journal into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a Floyd | hand free) Floyd | You pick up the old-fashioned iron key. It's an old key, the kind with Floyd | a round barrel about a quarter-inch in diameter and flat, square Floyd | teeth. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by one point. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "put iron key on keyring" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > PUT IRON KEY ON KEYRING Floyd | Floyd | The old-fashioned iron key is now on the keyring. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x clippings" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > X CLIPPINGS Floyd | Floyd | (the newspaper clippings) Floyd | There are dozens of articles in the box, many of them yellowed with Floyd | age. Many of them, you note with unease, refer to missing children, Floyd | but otherwise you can deduce no obvious connection among any of the Floyd | stories. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Oh hey, multiple solutions." | |
Jacqueline nods.' | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read clipps" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ CLIPPS Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read clippings" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | Knight_Otu says, "And now a spider is homeless." | |
DavidW says, "oh." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Oh." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "push return" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] > (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | Jacqueline says (to KO), "First I am made to feel terrible about betraying my husband's trust, now you guilt me over this spider. I'm trying to enjoy the day." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "push space" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | Knight_Otu says, "Sowwy." | |
DavidW asks, "How do we push backspace in Floyd?" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "I was wondering that." | ||
DavidW asks, "Also, how to read these clippings?" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "b" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "q" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Storage Floyd | Old crates and boxes piled high against the walls make this room seem Floyd | even smaller and dingier than it actually is, which is saying a lot. A Floyd | doorway lies north; the other walls contain nothing but shadows and Floyd | dirt-filled corners. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oh, q worked." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read clippings" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | Knight_Otu asks, "Pushing enter?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "p" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] > (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "1" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
Knight_Otu presses the yellow enter button. | ||
Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | CHURCH CLOSED, PREACHER SUSPECT IN Floyd | COMMUNIST CRACKDOWN Floyd | Floyd | The Church of Celestial Wisdom Floyd | in Anchorhead, Massachusetts was Floyd | shut down and its congregation Floyd | disbanded yesterday after its Floyd | pastor, the Rev. Mordecai Verlac, Floyd | 70, was accused of distributing Floyd | Communist propaganda to his pari- Floyd | shioners. Authorities in Arkham Floyd | were informed by an anonymous call Floyd | two days earlier. Floyd | "The caller told us that the Floyd | Reverend was 'preaching not from Floyd | the Good Book, but from a terrible Floyd | book,' and that he had been warn- Floyd | ing them about some kind of Floyd | 'invasion' or 'great event' that Floyd | would be happening soon," said Floyd | Sgt. Biedermeyer of the Arkham Floyd | Police Department. "It smelled Red Floyd | to me, so I made the decision to Floyd | call our HUAC representative up in Floyd | Salem." Floyd | The raid commenced shortly Floyd | after morning services began at Floyd | 8:00 am, in order to confiscate Floyd | printed material and catch any Floyd | possible accomplices before they Floyd | could hide or destroy evidence. No Floyd | officers who participated in the Floyd | raid were available for comment, Floyd | although one man coming out of the Floyd | building afterwards was allegedly Floyd | overheard saying that it was "the Floyd | worst thing he'd ever seen." Floyd | The Church of Celestial Wisdom Floyd | was founded in 1860 by Rev. Ver- Floyd | lac's grandfather, the notorious Floyd | orator and painter Elijah Verlac. Floyd | The building, which is considered Floyd | by many to be a historical land- Floyd | (continued on A12) Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | DavidW says, "I thought I tried enter!" | |
Jacqueline says, "Sorry, lost my mouse and keyboard, had to reboot. Am catching up." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Odd." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "I didn't see it, at least." | ||
Peregrine arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | ||
Taleslinger arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | ||
Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | DavidW says, "Mordecai and Elijah." | |
Knight_Otu says, "I guess we have a few new names to look up." | ||
Jacqueline exclaims, "Oh, yeah. True!" | ||
DavidW says, "yes. There might be more in here." | ||
Jacqueline says, "FWIW, DW did save, so even if we are stuck in this menu all is not lost." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] > (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
DavidW presses the yellow enter button. | ||
Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | (mimeographed page, dated February 10, 1959) Floyd | Floyd | Any information regarding the whereabouts of Daryl Beasley, age 9, Floyd | should be reported immediately to the Anchorhead police. Daryl was Floyd | last seen by his mother after she dropped him off at the Route 20 bus Floyd | stop, just north of Old Mill Town Road, at 8:30 am three days ago. He Floyd | was not there when the bus made its scheduled stop at 8:36 am. Floyd | Floyd | Daryl is 4'10" tall, of slight build, with brown hair and brown eyes. Floyd | At the time of his disappearance, he was wearing brown corduroy pants, Floyd | blue sneakers, and a white, short-sleeved button-down shirt. Floyd | Floyd | If you have seen Daryl Beasley, or if you know anything about his Floyd | disappearance, please call 555-4362. Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | Knight_Otu says, "We thankfully aren't." | |
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] > (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] > (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
DavidW presses the yellow enter button. | ||
Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | PAINTING SELLS FOR 1000£, SIGHT Floyd | UNSEEN Floyd | Floyd | The infamous mystic Aleister Floyd | Crowley purchased a painting at an Floyd | auction at Sotheby's for 1000 Floyd | pounds sterling on Monday without Floyd | so much as glancing at it. The Floyd | painting, entitled "The Legacy", Floyd | is by the late American Elijah Floyd | Verlac, and was sold along with Floyd | numerous other pieces by a Floyd | representative of the Verlac Floyd | estate. Floyd | Crowley reportedly strode into Floyd | the auction room wearing full Floyd | ceremonial robes and immediately Floyd | bid 1000£ -- well over twice the Floyd | going bid. He ordered it wrapped Floyd | and transported immediately to his Floyd | home. It is not known whether Floyd | Crowley had ever seen the painting Floyd | before arriving at the auction. Floyd | "I've never seen anything like Floyd | it," said Sir Walton Radcliffe, Floyd | Esq., presiding auctioneer for the Floyd | Verlac exhibit, "but I suppose one Floyd | might expect such behavior from a Floyd | person who calls himself, 'The Floyd | Great Beast'." Floyd | Mordecai Verlac, Elijah's Floyd | grandson and executor of the Floyd | Verlac estate, was not present at Floyd | the auction. Crowley has stated Floyd | that he has never met Mordecai Floyd | Verlac and has no desire to. "I Floyd | encountered Verlac in a former Floyd | life," he is reported as saying, Floyd | "and I would not do so again for Floyd | all the kingdoms in Hades. He has Floyd | gone where I dare not." Floyd | Elijah Verlac is known by art Floyd | historians more for his grotesque Floyd | (continued on A25) Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | DavidW says, "let me know when to continue" | |
Knight_Otu says, "I, too, have no desire to meet any Verlac." | ||
DavidW says, "The Verlac is inside the house!" | ||
Knight_Otu exclaims, "Nooo!" | ||
Jacqueline says, "I'm good" | ||
DavidW says, "Also, I bet that church on the east side of town is Elijah's." | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] > (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] > (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | Knight_Otu says, "Sounds likely." | |
DavidW presses the yellow enter button. | ||
Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | (crumpled flyer showing a blurry snapshot of a young girl with short, Floyd | curly hair) Floyd | Floyd | HAVE YOU SEEN ME? Floyd | Tara Luffington Floyd | last seen: March 25, 1982 Floyd | age at disappearance: 6 Floyd | age today: 10 Floyd | hair: red Floyd | eyes: green Floyd | last wearing: green t-shirt, white tennis shoes, blue overalls Floyd | with a button that reads: "I love cats" Floyd | Any information, please call 555-4362." Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] > (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] > (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
DavidW presses the yellow enter button. | ||
Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Friends and Family will grieve the Floyd | loss of Sgt. HOWARD BIEDERMEYER, Floyd | who died on October 28, 1956 at Floyd | the age of 46, of complications Floyd | following a massive aneurism. Floyd | Howard was a loving husband and a Floyd | devoted public servant. Services Floyd | will be held this Saturday at the Floyd | Good Earth Funeral Home, 9:00 am. Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | DavidW says, "I'm recording all the names." | |
Knight_Otu asks, "Now how does this guy fit into this puzzle?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "I know aneurisms occur in people of that age, but something tells me that wasn't natural." | ||
Jacqueline says (to KO), "Hard to say." | ||
DavidW says, "No idea how the sergeant is relevant." | ||
Jacqueline says, "What's our cut-off year on looking people up>" | ||
Jacqueline asks, "?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "I know more recent people aren't in there, but can't recall the cutoff." | ||
DavidW says, "Depends on what we're looking up in." | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] > (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | Knight_Otu asks, "The book was to about 1960? I think?" | |
Doug has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | Jacqueline says (to KO), "Oh, okay. So 1950s stuff would be possible. Cool." | |
DavidW presses the yellow enter button. | ||
Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | BONES DISCOVERED IN WOODS, CHILD Floyd | FEARED DEAD Floyd | Floyd | The bones of what police Floyd | believe to be a small child were Floyd | discovered yesterday by pic- Floyd | nickers in the woods near Birch Floyd | Road, just south of Anchorhead. Floyd | Police have drawn no conclusions Floyd | as yet, but there is a strong Floyd | suspicion that the bones may be Floyd | the remains of Christopher Till- Floyd | worth, who disappeared near that Floyd | area two weeks ago. Floyd | Sgt. Ronald Franklin of the Floyd | Arkham police was not optimistic. Floyd | "We have contacted the boy's Floyd | mother, and are trying to prepare Floyd | her for the worst," he said. "No Floyd | one here wants to give up hope Floyd | prematurely, but the general Floyd | feeling here is, we've found the Floyd | boy." Floyd | The remains, which consisted of Floyd | a femur and partial skull, are Floyd | being shipped to a forensic lab in Floyd | Boston for further analysis. Floyd | Rumors that the bones displayed Floyd | teeth marks consistent with animal Floyd | bites are so far unsubstantiated. Floyd | Christopher, who would have Floyd | turned 7 on the 19th, is the fifth Floyd | child to disappear in the last Floyd | (continued on A10) Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | Knight_Otu says, "Don't quote me on that, though." | |
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | Knight_Otu says, ">Purloin nuke. enter orbit. nuke site." | |
DavidW presses the yellow enter button. | ||
Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | RESPECTED PHYSICIAN RETIRES Floyd | UNEXPECTEDLY Floyd | Floyd | Dr. Timothy Rebis, a respected Floyd | obstetrician at Arkham Sisters of Floyd | Mercy Hospital for the last 20 Floyd | years, announced his retirement Floyd | yesterday to a stunned Board of Floyd | Directors. Floyd | He gave no reason for his un- Floyd | expected decision. Floyd | "I am truly stunned," said Floyd | Bernard Talbot, Chairman of the Floyd | Board. "No one saw this coming. No Floyd | one." Floyd | A source within the hospital Floyd | who wished to remain anonymous Floyd | ascribed the doctor's abrupt de- Floyd | parture to a nervous breakdown, Floyd | but this has not been confirmed Floyd | by any of Dr. Rebis' colleagues. Floyd | (continued on D5) Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | Jacqueline says, "oh dear." | |
Jacqueline says, "Saw something he couldn't unsee" | ||
DavidW says, "birth of something, yeah" | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] > (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
DavidW presses the yellow enter button. | ||
Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | (photostatic copy of a much older document; a notation at the bottom Floyd | dates it at the end of the 18th century) Floyd | Floyd | BE IT KNOWNE that, through the Generositie and Enterprise of the Floyd | Hon. Goodman Heinrich Verlac, the Miskaton Valley Mille shall be Floyd | Rebuilt, even upon the Ashes of the Olde which was Tragically Burnt; Floyd | and Floyd | Floyd | BE IT KNOWNE that, upon its Newe Christening, there shall Arise a Floyd | Sore Need for Men of Able Bodie and Industrious Bent to Work therein; Floyd | and Floyd | Floyd | BE IT KNOWNE that the Hon. Goodman Heinrich Verlac is thereby Floyd | holding a General Call for Employment, and any Honest Man of Working Floyd | Age is Encouraged to Apply. Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | Knight_Otu asks, "Wait, 1958 - William?" | |
Knight_Otu asks, "Do I remember that right?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "I was wondering that, but can't recall. I could go look in last week's transcript." | ||
DavidW says, "I don't have last week's notes handy." | ||
Jacqueline says, "One sec." | ||
DavidW says, "Sep 18, 1958 is when William died." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Supposedly. We only found animal bones, probably." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "(Supposedly died, that is)" | ||
DavidW says, "We haven't gathered everything we found last week yet." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Here, for our future reference:" | ||
Jacqueline | [LINK] | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Yeah. The family book, we weren't yet in the crypt, that diary..." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Also, it occurs to me that I didn't post transcripts last week like I promised. Sorry, KO" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "No problem." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "I did post the House report though." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Oh, did you? Cool" | ||
DavidW says, "Let me know when we're ready to continue." | ||
Jacqueline says, "I'm ready" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Good to go." | ||
DavidW says, "okay" | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] > (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
DavidW presses the yellow enter button. | ||
Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | ANTHROPOLOGIST TURNED AWAY IN Floyd | PROPERTY DISPUTE Floyd | Floyd | Prominent anthropologist Dr. Floyd | Joseph Corbin's repeated attempts Floyd | to secure permission to set up an Floyd | archeological dig in nearby Floyd | Anchorhead came to an end yester- Floyd | day when he lost his suit against Floyd | the Rev. Mordecai Verlac. The case Floyd | has been pending for over six Floyd | months. Floyd | The Rev. Verlac has strongly Floyd | disputed Corbin's right to dig in Floyd | the area, contending that the land Floyd | in question belongs to the Floyd | ancestral Verlac estate and is Floyd | therefore his private property. Floyd | Last week, Rev. Verlac's lawyers Floyd | presented conclusive evidence of Floyd | prior ownership, and the judge Floyd | quickly ruled in his favor. Floyd | Dr. Corbin, who is a protégé Floyd | and close personal friend of the Floyd | noted folklorist Dr. J. Arnsworth Floyd | Frazer, hoped to discover relics Floyd | of the little-known Misquat Floyd | Indian culture, which is believed Floyd | to have inhabited this area cen- Floyd | turies prior to European settle- Floyd | ment. Corbin called the decision Floyd | "a travesty". Floyd | Many expected scholars at near- Floyd | by Miskaton University to rally Floyd | behind Corbin's battle, but most Floyd | of the faculty have been strangely Floyd | (continued on D8) Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | Knight_Otu asks, "strangely what?" | |
Jacqueline says, "WE WILL NEVER KNOW" | ||
DavidW says, "turned into newts" | ||
Jacqueline says, "hee" | ||
Knight_Otu asks, "silent? silenced? killed?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Also: done." | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
DavidW presses the yellow enter button. | ||
Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | CONFLAGRATION CLAIMS PAPER MILL -- Floyd | AGAIN Floyd | Floyd | Arkham firefighters worked late Floyd | into the night yesterday, battling Floyd | a blaze that brought Anchorhead's Floyd | historic paper mill to the ground Floyd | despite their best efforts. Floyd | The mill, which provides jobs Floyd | for roughly two-thirds of the Floyd | town's population, caught fire Floyd | yesterday around 4:00 pm. Although Floyd | there have been rumors of an ex- Floyd | plosion, the exact cause of the Floyd | fire remains unknown. Floyd | Fire Inspector Donald Brown re- Floyd | mains puzzled. "There is evidence Floyd | of chemical burns that are incon- Floyd | sistent with the materials used in Floyd | paper manufacture," he told re- Floyd | porters. "There's metal fused with Floyd | metal in there... it's all messed Floyd | up." Floyd | Interestingly, this is not the Floyd | first time the Anchorhead mill has Floyd | burned. The original mill was Floyd | built by Wilhelm Verlac in the Floyd | latter part of the 17th century, Floyd | and historical records indicate Floyd | that it burned down after only ten Floyd | years. The mill was rebuilt by Floyd | Wilhelm's grandson, Heinrich Ver- Floyd | lac, a few decades later. This Floyd | one lasted until shortly before Floyd | the Civil War -- and some still Floyd | hold that it was burned down by Floyd | Confederate sympathizers. Floyd | The current mill was rebuilt Floyd | in 1922 by Heinrich's great-great- Floyd | grandson, Rev. Mordecai Verlac. Floyd | Mordecai, in addition to being a Floyd | fiery preacher and outspoken Pro- Floyd | hibitionist, was quite wealthy and Floyd | owned numerous and widespread in- Floyd | vestments. At the age of 70, this Floyd | controversial figure was accused Floyd | (continued on A16) Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | Knight_Otu says, "I guess Mordecai is the horrible "Father"." | |
Jacqueline says, "Accused of ... I do not want to know." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Yeah" | ||
DavidW says, "Wilhelm ... Heinrich ... Elijah ... Mordecai" | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] > (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] > (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
DavidW presses the yellow enter button. | ||
Floyd ] (announcement) Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | It is with great joy that Gwyneth Floyd | and Paul Ward announce the engage- Floyd | ment of their only daughter, JULIA Floyd | GWENDOLYN WARD, to Dr. EDWARD Floyd | PHILLIP VERLAC. Edward is an Floyd | associate professor of history at Floyd | Miskaton University in Anchorhead, Floyd | Massachusetts; Julia plans to Floyd | attend medical school at Arkham Floyd | College. They plan a late June Floyd | wedding. We wish them good fortune Floyd | and long happiness in their union. Floyd | Floyd | (The announcement is dated December 12, 1984, and is accompanied by a Floyd | picture of the young couple. She has long, dark hair and a serious Floyd | expression; he, although only in his twenties, is already starting to Floyd | bald a little. You find yourself unable to tear your eyes away from Floyd | his face for some time. It seems open and guileless, and he is clearly Floyd | very happy. There is no hint there of the nightmare his world would Floyd | one day become.) Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | Knight_Otu says, "Phillip." | |
Jacqueline says, "Bleh" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "May be named for another ancestor." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "push space" | ||
Floyd ] a sample of the newspaper clippings Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, August 12, 1956) Floyd ] (printed notice) Floyd ] (London Times, March 3, 1918) Floyd ] (crumpled flyer) Floyd ] (obituary) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, June 22, 1973) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, September 19, 1958) Floyd ] (photostatic copy) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, April 9, 1935) Floyd ] (Arkham Herald, July 7, 1988) Floyd ] > (announcement) Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "q" | ||
Floyd ] Storage day two Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Storage Floyd | Old crates and boxes piled high against the walls make this room seem Floyd | even smaller and dingier than it actually is, which is saying a lot. A Floyd | doorway lies north; the other walls contain nothing but shadows and Floyd | dirt-filled corners. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Cellar Floyd | The old, flagstone walls gleam with unwholesome-smelling moisture, and Floyd | the sagging timbers creak uneasily above your head. Ancient, frayed Floyd | wiring festoons the ceiling like some strange species of clinging Floyd | vine. Portions of the cellar extend south and east into the clammy Floyd | darkness, though you could always beat a hasty retreat up the stairs Floyd | to the north. Floyd | Floyd | One largish bundle of wires leads down to a rusty old fuse cabinet Floyd | bolted to the far wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Gratefully, you leave the clammy confines of the cellar behind. Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | The pantry is empty save for a layer of dust on the shelves. A door to Floyd | the south leads down to the cellar, or you can return to the kitchen Floyd | to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | The cellar door stands open, revealing dark stairs leading down. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Where once pots and skillets and various utensils hung in profusion, Floyd | the kitchen walls are now merely ranks of dusty cabinets and a forest Floyd | of empty hooks. Doorways lead east and south, a small pantry lies to Floyd | the northwest, and the back door to the north leads out of the house. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn off flashlight" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN OFF FLASHLIGHT Floyd | Floyd | You switch the flashlight off. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You unlock the back door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the back door first) Floyd | Floyd | Path Behind the House Floyd | A gravel path starts here at the back door of the house, and marks a Floyd | trail nearly overgrown by weeds and briars. It disappears into the Floyd | undergrowth to the northwest, framed by crooked trees with overhanging Floyd | branches that seem to form a stunted, jagged archway into the dim Floyd | recesses of the forest. Floyd | Floyd | A sudden gust of wind catches up the newspaper clippings and whirls Floyd | them away, leaving you with an empty box. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "drop box" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > DROP BOX Floyd | Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Mean game." | |
DavidW says, "I didn't know we were CARRYING them!" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Oh, hooray that q worked." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the back door first) Floyd | Floyd | Path Behind the House Floyd | A gravel path starts here at the back door of the house, and marks a Floyd | trail nearly overgrown by weeds and briars. It disappears into the Floyd | undergrowth to the northwest, framed by crooked trees with overhanging Floyd | branches that seem to form a stunted, jagged archway into the dim Floyd | recesses of the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the back door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Stooping to avoid the sharp, bare twigs that snag your clothes and Floyd | seem to reach greedily for your eyes, you pick your way through the Floyd | undergrowth to a small clearing. Floyd | Floyd | Family Plot Floyd | Old, moss-slimed tombstones, many broken off and leaning crazily like Floyd | an old man's teeth, poke up from the soft, mulchy earth. In their Floyd | midst stands an ancient marble crypt, its heavy iron door nearly Floyd | obscured by thick draperies of ivy. The trees press close around this Floyd | quiet enclave of death, leaning together over your head as if sharing Floyd | secrets. A gap in the undergrowth to the southeast reveals a narrow Floyd | gravel path. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You go through all the keys on your keyring, trying each one in turn, Floyd | and after several false attempts you discover that the old-fashioned Floyd | iron key fits the lock. Floyd | You unlock the iron door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | The undergrowth is too thick in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | A flurry of dead leaves goes skittering along the ground, swirling Floyd | past you in the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Darkness day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the iron door first) Floyd | The faint echo of dripping water and a musty smell of decay grow Floyd | stronger as you descend. Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and you can't see a thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn on flashlight" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON FLASHLIGHT Floyd | Floyd | The flashlight emits a warm yellow beam. Floyd | Floyd | In the Crypt Floyd | The air is clammy and frigid, the stone walls damp and streaked with Floyd | mud and lichen. Pale, swollen roots push through cracks in the Floyd | masonry. The smell of damp corruption is almost overpowering here, Floyd | though the stairs to the south lead toward fresher air. Floyd | Floyd | The walls of this chamber contain dozens of wide, shallow niches; in Floyd | each niche, a coffin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up mordecai" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP MORDECAI Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | You can't find that name anywhere; but then again, it may just be too Floyd | corroded for you to read. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up elijah" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP ELIJAH Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | You can't find that name anywhere; but then again, it may just be too Floyd | corroded for you to read. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up wilhelm" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP WILHELM Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | You can't find that name anywhere; but then again, it may just be too Floyd | corroded for you to read. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Huh" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up edward" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP EDWARD Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | The nameplate reads "Edward Verlac, b. April 26, 1960, d. March 14, Floyd | 1997". Like the others, this coffin is built of solid oak, sealed with Floyd | lead. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh, right. Never mind." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up julia" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP JULIA Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | The nameplate reads "Julia Ward Verlac, b. May 4, 1964, d. January 10, Floyd | 1997". Like the others, this coffin is built of solid oak, sealed with Floyd | lead. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I am wondering if that is a standard practice." | |
Jacqueline says, "Seem like overkill." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up phillip" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP PHILLIP Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | You can't find that name anywhere; but then again, it may just be too Floyd | corroded for you to read. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up william" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP WILLIAM Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | That's not a name you're familiar with. Since the nameplates are Floyd | filled with names you're not familiar with, you are unable to get very Floyd | far looking for it. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "If this house was to be sold or something, why did Julia and Edward get buried here still, anyway?" | |
Jacqueline says, "Well, was it to be sold? I mean, that's why we're here." | ||
Jacqueline says, "To bear fruit to the next horrible generation on the ancestral grounds." | ||
DavidW says, "Seems the game won't let me look up a name we haven't found yet." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Oh, true." | ||
Knight_Otu asks, "At least some of its interior stuff was auctioned off, right?" | ||
DavidW says, "I think so, yes" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Damn, we need to read that diary after all." | ||
Jacqueline says, "We have to type >READ DIARY. We do not actually have to read it." | ||
DavidW says, "Children's room, I think it was in." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Yeah." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You involuntary take a deep breath of fresh air as you leave the Floyd | clammy, foetid depths of the crypt behind. Floyd | Floyd | Family Plot Floyd | Old, moss-slimed tombstones, many broken off and leaning crazily like Floyd | an old man's teeth, poke up from the soft, mulchy earth. In their Floyd | midst stands an ancient marble crypt, its heavy iron door nearly Floyd | obscured by thick draperies of ivy. The trees press close around this Floyd | quiet enclave of death, leaning together over your head as if sharing Floyd | secrets. A gap in the undergrowth to the southeast reveals a narrow Floyd | gravel path. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the iron door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "lock it" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOCK IT Floyd | Floyd | You lock the iron door. Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind blows harder, tugging at the hem of your trenchcoat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Path Behind the House Floyd | A gravel path starts here at the back door of the house, and marks a Floyd | trail nearly overgrown by weeds and briars. It disappears into the Floyd | undergrowth to the northwest, framed by crooked trees with overhanging Floyd | branches that seem to form a stunted, jagged archway into the dim Floyd | recesses of the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | (opening the back door first) Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Where once pots and skillets and various utensils hung in profusion, Floyd | the kitchen walls are now merely ranks of dusty cabinets and a forest Floyd | of empty hooks. Doorways lead east and south, a small pantry lies to Floyd | the northwest, and the back door to the north leads out of the house. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see a cardboard box (in which are some newspaper Floyd | clippings) here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the back door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Back Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Back Hall Floyd | A short hallway, connecting rooms to the east, west and south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Gallery day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Gallery Floyd | A long, oak-paneled room, with doorways to the south and west. Floyd | Paintings line the walls, mounted beneath small, shaded lamps that Floyd | would illuminate the canvasses nicely if only the electricity were Floyd | working. Still, even in the shadowed gloom you can see that all were Floyd | done by the same artist. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu exclaims, "Flashlight!" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn off flashlight" | ||
Floyd ] Gallery day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN OFF FLASHLIGHT Floyd | Floyd | You switch the flashlight off. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x paintings" | ||
Floyd ] Gallery day two Floyd | Floyd | > X PAINTINGS Floyd | Floyd | All of them are bizarre, and most of them border on the grotesque. Floyd | Alien landscapes peopled by writhing, malformed creatures; ancient Floyd | temples built in strange, eye-bending architectures; monstrous beasts Floyd | crawling through shadows that cannot quite conceal their disturbingly Floyd | human shapes -- these seem to make up the bulk of the paintings' Floyd | subject matter. And yet, despite the fantastical nature of the images Floyd | painted, the style is neither abstract nor surreal. In fact, the level Floyd | of detail approaches the photorealistic. Excruciating attention has Floyd | been paid to light, shadows, and textures; even the alien creatures Floyd | are depicted with gruesome anatomical accuracy. It is as though the Floyd | artist had worked from actual, living models rather than from what Floyd | must have been a thoroughly deranged imagination, and the overall Floyd | effect is rather chilling. Floyd | Floyd | One scene in particular catches your eye. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Elijah was the painter, yes?" | |
Knight_Otu says, "I think so, yes." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x scene" | ||
Floyd ] Gallery day two
Floyd |
Floyd | > X SCENE
Floyd |
Floyd | The simple but striking image of five young women being burned to
Floyd | death at the stake. Around them stand a crowd of men and women dressed
| Jacqueline asks, "I... think so?" | |
Floyd | in rustic, 17th century clothing; they jeer and throw stones. The
Floyd | ringleader, standing in front of the five glowing pyres with the
Floyd | smoking torch still in his hand, wears a clergyman's collar.
Floyd |
Floyd | The artist obviously went to painstaking lengths to depict the burning
Floyd | in ghastly detail: skin curling away from blackened flesh; hair
Floyd | shriveling; eyes boiling in their sockets and melting across cracked
Floyd | and splitting cheeks... repeated five times over, on the bodies of
Floyd | five thrashing, screaming girls. It turns your stomach to look at.
Floyd |
Floyd | You shake yourself suddenly, and realize you've been staring intently
Floyd | at the painting for minutes on end. You step back and rub your tired
Floyd | eyes. When you look again, however, the picture you were just
Floyd | examining is no longer in front of you. None of the other paintings
Floyd | have moved as far as you can tell, but that particular scene seems to
Floyd | have disappeared without leaving so much as a blank space on the wall.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Sitting Room Floyd | The east wall is occupied by a beautiful antique sofa, and a large, Floyd | hand-woven rug covers the hardwood floor. The huge marble fireplace in Floyd | the north wall helps complete the impression of comfort and warmth, Floyd | and for a moment or two you can almost think of this place as Floyd | somewhere you could live, as opposed to merely somewhere others have Floyd | died. The foyer lies west, and a doorway to the left of the fireplace Floyd | leads north. Floyd | Floyd | Your brief sense of comfort quickly drains away, however, as you Floyd | become aware of the icy and maniacal stare emanating from the great Floyd | portrait hanging over the mantelpiece. Under the malefic gaze of those Floyd | red-rimmed eyes, the most comforting thought you can muster is that of Floyd | immediate flight. Floyd | Floyd | On the sofa is a family album. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | You pick up the family album. It's a slim, hardbound volume in dark Floyd | leather, unadorned except for name "Verlac" embossed on the front. Floyd | Glancing at the title page, you notice two details: one, the book was Floyd | self-published; and two, it was published in 1944. So it's a good bet Floyd | that Edward Verlac and his family aren't mentioned here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | It's a slim, hardbound volume in dark leather, unadorned except for Floyd | name "Verlac" embossed on the front. Glancing at the title page, you Floyd | notice two details: one, the book was self-published; and two, it was Floyd | published in 1944. So it's a good bet that Edward Verlac and his Floyd | family aren't mentioned here. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Okay, I was several years off." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up wilhelm in album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP WILHELM IN ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | The entry reads: Floyd | Floyd | Wilhelm Verlac Floyd | Fled with mother Eustacia Verlac during the Witch Burnings of Floyd | 1653; returned to Anchorhead in 1663; elected mayor of Anchorhead in Floyd | 1690; built the Miskaton River Mill in 1695; began construction of the Floyd | lighthouse in 1706. Floyd | Floyd | The picture is a reproduction of a charcoal sketch, probably done when Floyd | he was a younger man. The similarities to the portrait in the sitting Floyd | room is evident, though: the patrician nose; the harsh, thin line of Floyd | the mouth; the lean, wolfish jaw. It is the eyes, however, that carry Floyd | the true family resemblance. Even in the rough, colorless strokes of Floyd | charcoal, you can see that they are edged with the same raw madness Floyd | that haunts the red-tinged gaze of the sitting room portrait. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "lighthouse" | |
DavidW says, "All major buildings in the area except the courthouse and university, it seems." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x portrait" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X PORTRAIT Floyd | Floyd | The man in the portrait is the apotheosis of everything cruel and Floyd | inhuman that you have ever laid eyes on. His archaic Puritan dress Floyd | would indicate that he must have lived a very long time ago; perhaps Floyd | he was the founder of the Verlac family in this region. If so, it's no Floyd | wonder they all wound up murdered or mad: the red-rimmed eyes glaring Floyd | down from his gaunt and haggard face seem to blaze with a terrible Floyd | insanity. There is nothing regal, fatherly or dignified about this Floyd | portrait. It is the essence of raving, gibbering evil captured on Floyd | canvas. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up eustacia in album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP EUSTACIA IN ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | The entry reads: Floyd | Floyd | Eustacia Verlac Floyd | Born to Croseus Verlac; gave birth to one son, Wilhelm; fled Floyd | Anchorhead during the Witch Burnings of 1653; remained in hiding in Floyd | Arkham for 10 years, then returned with son in 1663; died 1686. Floyd | Floyd | The woman in the portrait is strikingly beautiful, with jet black hair Floyd | that hangs down past her shoulders like a shining, velvet curtain. Floyd | There is some resemblance to the thin, cruel features of her father, Floyd | but not the ragged, red-tinged madness about the eyes. Eustacia's eyes Floyd | are not red at all; they are cold and deep and very dark. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Gibbering is such a good word" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up croseus in album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP CROSEUS IN ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | The entry reads: Floyd | Floyd | Croseus Verlac Floyd | Born the son of a provincial cabinet-maker in the Höllental Floyd | Valley circa 1590; fled Germany in 1620 to avoid charges of heresy; Floyd | came to the New World in 1622 on the ship Dawn Maiden; Floyd | founded the town of Anchorhead in 1624; began construction of Verlac Floyd | estate in 1625; signed the non-aggression pact with Chief Chuaquacqat Floyd | of the Misquat tribe in 1631. Floyd | Floyd | The picture is a full-page black-and-white reproduction of the Floyd | portrait hanging in the sitting room. Underneath it, someone has Floyd | scribbled in pencil: Floyd | Floyd | his is our blood Floyd | he always returns to his blood Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Hell Valley. Nice." | |
Jacqueline says, "Oh right, that. He always returns to his blood." | ||
Jacqueline says, "I remember that from years ago." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up elijah in album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP ELIJAH IN ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | The entry reads: Floyd | Floyd | Elijah Verlac Floyd | Traveled to Europe in 1824 to study painting and to research Floyd | the Verlac genealogy; returned to Anchorhead in 1832; entered the Floyd | seminary at Arkham College in 1834; ordained in 1844; began Floyd | construction of the Church of Celestial Wisdom in Anchorhead in 1860; Floyd | accused of Confederate sympathies in 1862; retired from the clergy and Floyd | devoted life to painting in 1873. Floyd | Floyd | On of the earliest photographic portraits in the album, it depicts a Floyd | man in his sixties, at least. His face is deeply scored by time, his Floyd | skin mottled with liver spots, his long, gray hair swept back from a Floyd | high, bony forehead. This man resembles the portrait in the sitting Floyd | room more than any of the others, for he has practically the same eyes Floyd | -- the raw, bloodshot madness staring out from hollow caves in his Floyd | skull. Floyd | Floyd | You note one other interesting detail: he appears to have an extra Floyd | digit, a sixth finger, on his right hand. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Note that detail, my children. I think we shall see it again later." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up mordecai in album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP MORDECAI IN ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | The entry reads: Floyd | Floyd | Mordecai Verlac Floyd | Currently residing in Anchorhead; attended seminary at Arkham Floyd | College in 1906; ordained in 1912; re-established the Church of Floyd | Celestial Wisdom in 1920; rebuilt the Miskaton River Mill in Floyd | 1922. Floyd | Floyd | The photograph depicts a man who has returned to his Puritan roots: Floyd | dressed in spartan black, hair clipped in an archaic tonsure, Floyd | clutching a Bible in his lap as he glares stoically at the camera. Floyd | This is the kind of man who would whip his children for laughing on Floyd | Sunday. His eyes still carry the Verlac madness, burning with Floyd | single-minded righteousness. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I just love Michael's family even more with every bio we read." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up heinrich in album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP HEINRICH IN ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | The entry reads: Floyd | Floyd | Heinrich Verlac Floyd | Added cupola to the Verlac Estate in 1759; elected mayor of Floyd | Anchorhead in 1765; rebuilt the Miskaton River Mill in 1770; led the Floyd | battle of Quattac Bend in the Misquat Uprising of 1772; arrested as a Floyd | Royalist sympathizer in 1777 but subsequently cleared of all charges; Floyd | completed construction of the lighthouse in 1795. Floyd | Floyd | The portrait is of Heinrich as an older man, in his late fifties, Floyd | perhaps. The German ancestry shows through more clearly here, in the Floyd | set of his jaw and the line of his forehead. The eyes burn with Floyd | aggressive pride... and perhaps a little of the madness which stained Floyd | the gaze of his ancestors as well. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up edward in album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP EDWARD IN ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | Since this book was only published in 1944, there is no mention of Floyd | Edward Verlac or his family. He probably wasn't even born yet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up phillip in album" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP PHILLIP IN ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | You cannot find that name anywhere in the album. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Okay, no phillip." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Sitting Room Floyd | The east wall is occupied by a beautiful antique sofa, and a large, Floyd | hand-woven rug covers the hardwood floor. The huge marble fireplace in Floyd | the north wall helps complete the impression of comfort and warmth, Floyd | and for a moment or two you can almost think of this place as Floyd | somewhere you could live, as opposed to merely somewhere others have Floyd | died. The foyer lies west, and a doorway to the left of the fireplace Floyd | leads north. Floyd | Floyd | The portrait gazes down at you with crimson-edged malice. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x rug" | ||
Floyd ] Sitting Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X RUG Floyd | Floyd | The rug has a rustic, quilt-like pattern to it, and it covers all but Floyd | the outer edges of the hardwood floor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | A rickety wooden ladder stands here, descending from a three-foot by Floyd | three-foot square of darkness in the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Children's Bedroom Floyd | This must be the children's bedroom. The bed is smaller than the one Floyd | in the master bedroom, its bright coverlet providing one of the few Floyd | feeble splashes of color in what must have been, for most of its Floyd | history, a joylessly Puritan household. A small vanity table occupies Floyd | the opposite wall, and in the corner under the window stands an Floyd | ancient crib. The only exit is to the north. Floyd | Floyd | A child's jewelry box sits on the corner of the vanity. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x box" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X BOX Floyd | Floyd | It's hardly larger than your hand, made of wood and charmingly Floyd | decorated with a picture of children dancing around a Maypole. Most Floyd | likely a plaything of one of the later Verlac children. The lid is Floyd | closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu looks away. | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open box" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN BOX Floyd | Floyd | You open the jewelry box, revealing a silver locket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take locket" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE LOCKET Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the flashlight into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a Floyd | hand free) Floyd | You pick up the silver locket. It is oval-shaped, held shut with a Floyd | tiny clasp. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x locket" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X LOCKET Floyd | Floyd | It is oval-shaped, held shut with a tiny clasp. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open it" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN IT Floyd | Floyd | You open the silver locket, revealing a boy's picture. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x picture" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X PICTURE Floyd | Floyd | (the jewelry box) Floyd | It's hardly larger than your hand, made of wood and charmingly Floyd | decorated with a picture of children dancing around a Maypole. Most Floyd | likely a plaything of one of the later Verlac children. The lid is Floyd | open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "boy's" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two
Floyd |
Floyd | > BOY'S
Floyd |
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
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DavidW says (to Floyd), "x boy's" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two
Floyd |
Floyd | > X BOY'S
Floyd |
Floyd | The boy in the picture looks no more than three or four years old. He
Floyd | is smiling, but there is something disconcerting about his expression,
Floyd | as though his head were not shaped quite right or his features had
Floyd | been placed slightly wrong. He might possibly have been mentally
Floyd | retarded. It's difficult to tell, because the picture has been cropped
Floyd | so closely you can't even see the edges of the boy's face. Only his
Floyd | features fill the tiny frame.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
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DavidW says (to Floyd), "close locket" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE LOCKET Floyd | Floyd | You close the silver locket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x crib" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X CRIB Floyd | Floyd | The crib is made of wood and held together with pegs, not nails. It's Floyd | probably at least as old as the house. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bed" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X BED Floyd | Floyd | Not as fancy as the four-poster, but it looks comfortable enough. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under bed" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER BED Floyd | Floyd | You notice some odd scratches in the floor around the legs of the bed Floyd | frame -- marks about six inches long, scored into the wood. Otherwise, Floyd | nothing but shadows and dust under the bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "move bed" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > MOVE BED Floyd | Floyd | Bracing yourself, you push the bed away from the wall, revealing a Floyd | ragged hole in the wood paneling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x hole" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X HOLE Floyd | Floyd | It's about six inches wide, and looks like it was made by by someone Floyd | breaking in the wall with a hammer and pulling chunks of paneling out Floyd | with their bare hands. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in hole" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK IN HOLE Floyd | Floyd | In the ragged hole is a bundle of soggy pages. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take pages" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE PAGES Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the keyring into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a hand Floyd | free) Floyd | You pick up the bundle of soggy pages. It appears to have been Floyd | someone's diary. There must have been a leak at some time behind the Floyd | wall where it was hidden, because most of the pages are water-logged Floyd | and completely illegible. However, portions of a few entries remain Floyd | untouched. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by two points. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pages" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X PAGES Floyd | Floyd | It appears to have been someone's diary. There must have been a leak Floyd | at some time behind the wall where it was hidden, because most of the Floyd | pages are water-logged and completely illegible. However, portions of Floyd | a few entries remain untouched. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "WARNING: 'read pages' is next." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read pages" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ PAGES Floyd | Floyd | Carefully, you turn the tattered pages. The handwriting is that of a Floyd | young girl. You idly wonder if this might have been the diary of one Floyd | of Edward Verlac's daughters -- but then you notice part of a date, Floyd | just visible in the corner of the page: 1953. This must have been Floyd | written, then, several years before Edward was born. Floyd | Floyd | The entries that are legible read as follows: Floyd | Floyd | ...Father came again to my bed last night... mother doesn't... Floyd | tells me I can't... to be a good daughter. Sometimes it hurts, but Floyd | Father always tells me I shouldn't cry. Father says a daughter must do Floyd | her Duty if she wants to get into Heaven. And I do want to get into Floyd | Heaven... Floyd | Floyd | [this entry dated 1957] ...my poor little William. Father calls Floyd | him an aberration, child of the Devil, but I don't believe... locked Floyd | in the attic. I go to see him whenever Father is away. I sing to him, Floyd | sometimes, through the keyhole, and slip him sweets through the crack Floyd | under the door... my baby is beautiful... can't let him hurt my dear Floyd | baby William... to the doctor, and he has a plan... I can never... Floyd | this locket, William, and I will always keep yours... to always Floyd | remember my face... Floyd | Floyd | Nothing else is readable except for one fragmented entry near the very Floyd | end of the book, the date in the corner reading February 27, 1961: Floyd | Floyd | ...dead, but not dead yet... will not allow him to do to Edward Floyd | what he wanted to do to William... have learned... given him the charm Floyd | against the... never take it off, dear Edward... [a page has been Floyd | torn away] ...fear to sleep... mist at the window -- Floyd | Floyd | And that's all. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Children's Bedroom Floyd | This must be the children's bedroom. The bed is smaller than the one Floyd | in the master bedroom, its bright coverlet providing one of the few Floyd | feeble splashes of color in what must have been, for most of its Floyd | history, a joylessly Puritan household. A small vanity table occupies Floyd | the opposite wall, and in the corner under the window stands an Floyd | ancient crib. The only exit is to the north. Floyd | Floyd | A child's jewelry box sits on the corner of the vanity, its lid open. Floyd | Floyd | The bed has been pushed away from the wall slightly, revealing a Floyd | ragged hole in the paneling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x table" | ||
Floyd ] Children's Bedroom day two Floyd | Floyd | > X TABLE Floyd | Floyd | A simple vanity table, scaled down for a child, spartan in design and Floyd | almost wholly without decoration. It's hard to imagine keeping any Floyd | sort of makeup or jewelry on it, but then again, vanity of even the Floyd | most innocent kind was probably discouraged in most of the Verlac Floyd | children. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline exclaims (at KO), "IT'S OVER! YOU CAN UNCOVER YOUR EYES NOW!" | |
Knight_Otu asks, "Can I ppeek now?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Yes" | ||
DavidW asks, "So, shall I find the newspaper, or go open William's coffin next?" | ||
Knight_Otu asks, "I guess the coffin?" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | A rickety wooden ladder stands here, descending from a three-foot by Floyd | three-foot square of darkness in the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dining Room Floyd | Much of the elegance has faded from this room. The huge dining table Floyd | running the length of it is covered with a thick gray film of dust, Floyd | and the china cupboard standing against the far wall is draped in Floyd | shadow. Doorways to the north and east offer little relief from the Floyd | gloom. For what must be the hundredth time, you wish you could open Floyd | the windows in this place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the keyring) Floyd | (slipping the family album into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a Floyd | hand free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | You go through all the keys on your keyring, trying each one in turn, Floyd | but none of the keys seem to fit. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > X DOOR Floyd | Floyd | It's a free-standing cabinet about as tall as you are, crafted of Floyd | cherrywood. The double paneled doors are open. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Should we save occasionally, or ... does it matter?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Where once pots and skillets and various utensils hung in profusion, Floyd | the kitchen walls are now merely ranks of dusty cabinets and a forest Floyd | of empty hooks. Doorways lead east and south, a small pantry lies to Floyd | the northwest, and the back door to the north leads out of the house. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see a cardboard box (in which are some newspaper Floyd | clippings) here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Taleslinger exclaims, "Eeeagh! Bar!" | ||
Taleslinger has disconnected. | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the back door first) Floyd | Floyd | Path Behind the House Floyd | A gravel path starts here at the back door of the house, and marks a Floyd | trail nearly overgrown by weeds and briars. It disappears into the Floyd | undergrowth to the northwest, framed by crooked trees with overhanging Floyd | branches that seem to form a stunted, jagged archway into the dim Floyd | recesses of the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two
Floyd |
Floyd | > NW
Floyd |
Floyd | Stooping to avoid the sharp, bare twigs that snag your clothes and
| Knight_Otu says, "We probably should." | |
Floyd | seem to reach greedily for your eyes, you pick your way through the Floyd | undergrowth to a small clearing. Floyd | Floyd | Family Plot Floyd | Old, moss-slimed tombstones, many broken off and leaning crazily like Floyd | an old man's teeth, poke up from the soft, mulchy earth. In their Floyd | midst stands an ancient marble crypt, its heavy iron door nearly Floyd | obscured by thick draperies of ivy. The trees press close around this Floyd | quiet enclave of death, leaning together over your head as if sharing Floyd | secrets. A gap in the undergrowth to the southeast reveals a narrow Floyd | gravel path. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the iron door first) Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf2" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > SAVE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to write: Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You unlock the iron door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Darkness day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the iron door first) Floyd | The faint echo of dripping water and a musty smell of decay grow Floyd | stronger as you descend. Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and you can't see a thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn on light" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON LIGHT Floyd | Floyd | The flashlight emits a warm yellow beam. Floyd | Floyd | In the Crypt Floyd | The air is clammy and frigid, the stone walls damp and streaked with Floyd | mud and lichen. Pale, swollen roots push through cracks in the Floyd | masonry. The smell of damp corruption is almost overpowering here, Floyd | though the stairs to the south lead toward fresher air. Floyd | Floyd | The walls of this chamber contain dozens of wide, shallow niches; in Floyd | each niche, a coffin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up william" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP WILLIAM Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | The nameplate reads "William Verlac, b. June 22, 1954, d. September Floyd | 18, 1958". Unlike the others, William's coffin is a ramshackle affair Floyd | of cheap pine, held together with rusting nails. It's half-rotten with Floyd | age and so shabbily built you could probably open it with your bare Floyd | hands. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open william" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN WILLIAM Floyd | Floyd | Compelled by a gruesome curiosity, you dig your fingers under the Floyd | soft, rotting boards and pry up the lid. With the shriek of pulling Floyd | nails and a shower of crumbling wood, the coffin comes open, and you Floyd | look inside, expecting to find a child's tiny skeleton... Floyd | Floyd | Dear God. Floyd | Floyd | There's no child buried here. Instead, the coffin contains only the Floyd | worm-eaten bones of some kind of animal. Floyd | Floyd | Who would have buried an animal in place of the child that should have Floyd | been interred here? And why would they do such a thing? Glumly, you Floyd | look around at the rest of the coffins, and realize that anyone who Floyd | might have known the answers to these questions is probably already Floyd | buried in this room. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bones" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > X BONES Floyd | Floyd | You're no veterinarian, but these cannot possibly be the bones of a Floyd | human child. A dog seems most likely, at a rough guess. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "haha" | |
Jacqueline says, "IRTA 'You're no vegetarian, but...'" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "I was about to ask..." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up eustacia" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP EUSTACIA Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | You can't find that name anywhere; but then again, it may just be too Floyd | corroded for you to read. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up croseus" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP CROSEUS Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | You can't find that name anywhere; but then again, it may just be too Floyd | corroded for you to read. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up michael" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP MICHAEL Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | You can't find that name anywhere; but then again, it may just be too Floyd | corroded for you to read. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You involuntary take a deep breath of fresh air as you leave the Floyd | clammy, foetid depths of the crypt behind. Floyd | Floyd | Family Plot Floyd | Old, moss-slimed tombstones, many broken off and leaning crazily like Floyd | an old man's teeth, poke up from the soft, mulchy earth. In their Floyd | midst stands an ancient marble crypt, its heavy iron door nearly Floyd | obscured by thick draperies of ivy. The trees press close around this Floyd | quiet enclave of death, leaning together over your head as if sharing Floyd | secrets. A gap in the undergrowth to the southeast reveals a narrow Floyd | gravel path. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the iron door. Floyd | Floyd | In the distance, you can hear the lonesome keening of a train whistle Floyd | drifting on the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | The undergrowth is too thick in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Path Behind the House Floyd | A gravel path starts here at the back door of the house, and marks a Floyd | trail nearly overgrown by weeds and briars. It disappears into the Floyd | undergrowth to the northwest, framed by crooked trees with overhanging Floyd | branches that seem to form a stunted, jagged archway into the dim Floyd | recesses of the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Where once pots and skillets and various utensils hung in profusion, Floyd | the kitchen walls are now merely ranks of dusty cabinets and a forest Floyd | of empty hooks. Doorways lead east and south, a small pantry lies to Floyd | the northwest, and the back door to the north leads out of the house. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see a cardboard box (in which are some newspaper Floyd | clippings) here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the back door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Back Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Back Hall Floyd | A short hallway, connecting rooms to the east, west and south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn off light" | ||
Floyd ] Back Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN OFF LIGHT Floyd | Floyd | You switch the flashlight off. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | (opening the front door first) Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You unlock the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | (opening the front door first) Floyd | Floyd | Outside the House Floyd | The lane runs up from the southeast and ends at a wide clearing Floyd | surrounded by gnarled and ancient trees. A wide, curving driveway runs Floyd | up to the front door of your house, which lies north. Floyd | Floyd | The front door stands open to the north. Floyd | Floyd | The Verlac mansion looms before you, casting an air of menace over the Floyd | clearing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "lock it?" | |
Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | ||
Jacqueline shrugs. | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "lock door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You lock the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Scenic View day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Scenic View Floyd | The treeline falls away on the north side of this northwest-northeast Floyd | bend in the road, giving way to a panoramic view of the Miskaton River Floyd | Valley and the grubby little town of Anchorhead nestled within it. Floyd | From here you can see the paper mill almost directly to the north; the Floyd | solitary lighthouse and surrounding ocean to the northeast; and the Floyd | dilapidated stone church below you to the east. Winding through it all Floyd | is the oily black ribbon of the Miskaton, and almost directly in the Floyd | center lies the little clearing of Town Square. You can just make out Floyd | the shape of the obelisk from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||
Floyd ] Chilly Avenue day two Floyd | Floyd | > NE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Chilly Avenue Floyd | Perhaps it is merely the effect of some unwholesome vapour rising from Floyd | the murky waters of the nearby Miskaton, but the temperature along Floyd | this street seems perceptibly cooler than normal, even for a New Floyd | England autumn. Two dirt roads lead south and southwest, into the Floyd | dense woods at the edge of town. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Riverwalk day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Riverwalk Floyd | A low, irregular brick wall to the north divides this street from the Floyd | steep, mud-slick banks of the sinuous Miskaton, while a rusty iron Floyd | gate provides access to a precarious flight of stone steps leading Floyd | down the bank to the water's edge. The street bends south here, Floyd | turning into a misty avenue between the trees. The town square lies Floyd | west, a vacant lot lies east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Town Square Floyd | A wide expanse of uneven pavestones lies open to the sky, bordered on Floyd | all sides by the leaning, steep-roofed architecture that looms over Floyd | everything in this city. The municipal courthouse stands at the south Floyd | end of the square, next to the mouth of a dark, narrow alley to the Floyd | southwest. Avenues to the west and east lead back into the cramped and Floyd | ingrown streets, while to the north lies Whateley Bridge. Floyd | Floyd | A damp newspaper lies on the curb, fluttering slightly in the wind. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the square, rising from a circular lawn of Floyd | unhealthy-looking grass and weeds, stands a strange, stone obelisk. It Floyd | seems to be a monument of some sort, although you can see no plaque or Floyd | marker anywhere near it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take newspaper" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE NEWSPAPER Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the silver locket into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get Floyd | a hand free) Floyd | You pick up the newspaper. It's the "Weekly Arkham Herald". Floyd | Anchorhead, apparently, is not large enough to warrant its own Floyd | newspaper. Floyd | Floyd | A gust of wind blows your hair into your face. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read newspaper" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ NEWSPAPER Floyd | Floyd | The front page story is about Jeffrey Greer, 8 years old, who was Floyd | abducted from his home at #11 Mill Town Road last night. Little Floyd | Jeffrey is the latest victim in a series of abductions that stretches Floyd | back for years, one every six months or so, and that authorities Floyd | believe is the work of a single perpetrator. Local police had hoped to Floyd | prove that Edward Verlac had been behind the kidnappings, but were Floyd | unable to obtain a confession or any hard proof. Edward Verlac was Floyd | convicted of murdering his wife and two daughters, one of whom was 15 Floyd | months old, in January of this year; he was found not guilty by reason Floyd | of insanity and incarcerated in Danvers Asylum, where he remained Floyd | until committing suicide last March. This latest kidnapping, occurring Floyd | after Edward's death, seems to have cleared up any lingering Floyd | suspicions that he might have been the culprit. Floyd | Floyd | Anyone possessing information regarding the whereabouts of Jeffrey Floyd | Greer is strongly urged to speak to the authorities as soon as Floyd | possible. Floyd | Floyd | A flurry of dead leaves goes skittering along the ground, swirling Floyd | past you in the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Courthouse or university next?" | |
Jacqueline says, "Either." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Wait, Courthouse" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Courthouse day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courthouse Floyd | A long, dimly lit, north-south corridor stretches away from the Floyd | courthouse entrance. Closed, unmarked doors line either side of the Floyd | hall, their pebbled glass windows lit from within by a murky, Floyd | yellow-orange light. Silence reigns here; your footsteps echo eerily Floyd | on the tiled floor, and occasionally you can hear muted conversation Floyd | behind one of the doors -- you can't tell which. At the hall's Floyd | southern end, a staircase leads down into the basement; a sign hanging Floyd | above it reads "RECORDS". You can return to Town Square to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Courthouse Basement day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courthouse Basement Floyd | A single bulb dangling from the ceiling casts a watery, yellow light Floyd | against the brick walls. A rickety staircase to the north leads back Floyd | up to the ground floor, and two narrow doorways lead into the record Floyd | archives. Over the southeast door hangs a sign that reads "BIRTH Floyd | RECORDS", while the southwest door bears the sign "DEATH RECORDS". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Birth Records Floyd | A bare room with cinderblock walls. Thousands of records and Floyd | documents, most yellow and brittle with age, are stacked everywhere in Floyd | towering piles. The exit lies northwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "That's why I wanted to come here." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up croseus" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP CROSEUS Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | You search in vain for a while before remembering that Croseus Verlac Floyd | wasn't born in this country, and would therefore probably not have any Floyd | birth certificate on record. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up eustacia" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP EUSTACIA Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Eustacia Verlac: born November 22, 1634. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Death records?" | |
Jacqueline says, "I guess run through all the names in both rooms." | ||
DavidW says, "yes" | ||
Jacqueline says, "So yeah, more birth." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up william" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP WILLIAM Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | William Verlac: born June 22, 1954. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up mordecai" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP MORDECAI Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Mordecai Verlac: born January 30, 1886. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up elijah" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP ELIJAH Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Elijah Verlac: born December 16, 1802. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up daryl" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP DARYL Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | You can find no records under that heading. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up tara" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP TARA Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | You can find no records under that heading. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up christopher" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP CHRISTOPHER Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | You can find no records under that heading. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up heinrich" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP HEINRICH Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Heinrich Verlac: born October 18, 1734. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up wilhelm" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP WILHELM Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Wilhelm Verlac: born March 11, 1651. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up michael" | ||
Floyd ] Birth Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP MICHAEL Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | You can find no records under that heading. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Courthouse Basement day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courthouse Basement Floyd | A single bulb dangling from the ceiling casts a watery, yellow light Floyd | against the brick walls. A rickety staircase to the north leads back Floyd | up to the ground floor, and two narrow doorways lead into the record Floyd | archives. Over the southeast door hangs a sign that reads "BIRTH Floyd | RECORDS", while the southwest door bears the sign "DEATH RECORDS". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > SW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Death Records Floyd | A bare room with cinderblock walls. Thousands of records and Floyd | documents, most yellow and brittle with age, are stacked everywhere in Floyd | towering piles. The exit lies northeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up eustacia" | ||
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP EUSTACIA Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Eustacia Verlac: died April 8, 1686. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up croseus" | ||
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP CROSEUS Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Croseus Verlac: died March 11, 1651. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up william" | ||
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP WILLIAM Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | William Verlac: died September 18, 1958. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Hm. So just bare bones." | |
Knight_Otu says, "Wilhelm Verlac: born March 11, 1651." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up wilhelm" | Knight_Otu says, "Croseus Verlac: died March 11, 1651." | |
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP WILHELM Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Wilhelm Verlac: died October 18, 1734. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to KO), "Yeah" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up heinrich" | ||
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP HEINRICH Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Heinrich Verlac: died December 16, 1802. Floyd | Floyd | You seem to be uncovering a pattern here; all these Verlacs seem to Floyd | have lived to a ripe old age and then died on the very day the next Floyd | one is born. The birth records are incomplete -- no parents are Floyd | listed, and no cause of death is noted on the death records -- there's Floyd | just not enough information here to draw a conclusion. You'll simply Floyd | have to keep digging until you find the answers... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up elijah" | ||
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP ELIJAH Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Elijah Verlac: died January 30, 1886. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up mordecai" | ||
Floyd ] Death Records day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP MORDECAI Floyd | Floyd | (in the archives) Floyd | Mordecai Verlac: died April 26, 1960. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "May I inject a brief moment of some levity?" | |
DavidW says, "sure" | ||
Jacqueline says, "This exercise has me thinking of Puritan names, because I have to come up with an ancestral name in the Gragne project." | ||
Jacqueline says, "I have come across an article on bizarre Puritan names." | ||
Jacqueline | Praise-God. Full name, Praise-God Barebone. The Barebones were a rich source of crazy names. This one was a leather-worker, member of a particularly odd Puritan group and an MP. He gave his name to the Barebones Parliament, which ruled Britain in 1653.Praise-God. Full name, Praise-God Barebone. The Barebones were a rich source of crazy names. This one was a leather-worker, member of a particularly odd Puritan group and an MP. He gave his name to the Barebones Parliament, which ruled Britain in 1653. | ||
Jacqueline says, "And I would also like to share his son:" | ||
Jacqueline | If-Christ-had-not-died-for-thee-thou-hadst-been-damned. Praise-God's son, he made a name for himself as an economist. But, for some inexplicable reason, he decided to go by the name Nicolas Barbon.If-Christ-had-not-died-for-thee-thou-hadst-been-damned. Praise-God's son, he made a name for himself as an economist. But, for some inexplicable reason, he decided to go by the name Nicolas Barbon. | ||
Jacqueline says, "Anyway, full article:" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Wha.." | ||
Jacqueline | [LINK] | ||
Jacqueline says, "We may now resume our regularly scheduled program." | ||
Knight_Otu asks, "Can I get divorced from humankind?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "heh" | ||
Jacqueline says, "NO" | ||
Jacqueline says, "We need you" | ||
DavidW says, "I think we're done in the courthouse." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Darn." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||
Floyd ] Courthouse Basement day two Floyd | Floyd | > NE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courthouse Basement Floyd | A single bulb dangling from the ceiling casts a watery, yellow light Floyd | against the brick walls. A rickety staircase to the north leads back Floyd | up to the ground floor, and two narrow doorways lead into the record Floyd | archives. Over the southeast door hangs a sign that reads "BIRTH Floyd | RECORDS", while the southwest door bears the sign "DEATH RECORDS". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Courthouse day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courthouse Floyd | A long, dimly lit, north-south corridor stretches away from the Floyd | courthouse entrance. Closed, unmarked doors line either side of the Floyd | hall, their pebbled glass windows lit from within by a murky, Floyd | yellow-orange light. Silence reigns here; your footsteps echo eerily Floyd | on the tiled floor, and occasionally you can hear muted conversation Floyd | behind one of the doors -- you can't tell which. At the hall's Floyd | southern end, a staircase leads down into the basement; a sign hanging Floyd | above it reads "RECORDS". You can return to Town Square to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Town Square Floyd | A wide expanse of uneven pavestones lies open to the sky, bordered on Floyd | all sides by the leaning, steep-roofed architecture that looms over Floyd | everything in this city. The municipal courthouse stands at the south Floyd | end of the square, next to the mouth of a dark, narrow alley to the Floyd | southwest. Avenues to the west and east lead back into the cramped and Floyd | ingrown streets, while to the north lies Whateley Bridge. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the square, rising from a circular lawn of Floyd | unhealthy-looking grass and weeds, stands a strange, stone obelisk. It Floyd | seems to be a monument of some sort, although you can see no plaque or Floyd | marker anywhere near it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x obelisk" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > X OBELISK Floyd | Floyd | The obelisk measures about two feet square at its base, narrowing Floyd | slightly as it rises a good fifteen feet to a bluntly pointed tip. An Floyd | iron ring is embedded in the stone high up on one side, about two feet Floyd | from the top. Dense, twisting hieroglyphs cover all four sides of the Floyd | obelisk, although they are too worn to be read clearly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Whateley Bridge day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Whateley Bridge Floyd | A hoary monument of crumbling, moss-eaten flagstones, Whateley Bridge Floyd | is possibly older than any other structure in the entire city. Floyd | Ponderously it spans the dark, torpid waters of the Miskaton River, Floyd | connecting the north and south halves of the city and occasionally Floyd | raining bits of gravel and mortar from its underside into the water. Floyd | It looks just wide enough for two cars to pass each other between the Floyd | flanking stone parapets, but you wouldn't volunteer to try it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Narrow Street day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Narrow Street Floyd | As the lane winds along from east to west, it narrows until the steep, Floyd | jagged rooftops on either side of the street practically touch each Floyd | other. To the south, a side street leads across Whateley Bridge toward Floyd | the center of town, and a twisting lane leads up a hill to the Floyd | northwest. A short flight of steps to the north leads down to the Floyd | local watering hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Junction day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Junction Floyd | To the north, a gap in the crowded press of gloomy buildings opens Floyd | onto a country lane, heading out over a grassy heath. The main street Floyd | continues to the east, while to the northwest, over the top of a steep Floyd | rise, you can just make out the vaulted rooftops of the university. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | University Court Floyd | Isolated and serene within its high, ivy-covered walls, Miskaton Floyd | University represents this benighted town's single, if somewhat Floyd | dubious, claim to cultural achievement. Founded some time in the early Floyd | 1800s, the school's reputation and enrollment have diminished somewhat Floyd | as Anchorhead drifts further and further into the abyss of provincial Floyd | backwaterism. Still, it is generally recognized for its collection of Floyd | folklore and esoteric mythology (one of the oldest and most extensive Floyd | on the east coast). The Board of Deans was also kind enough to offer Floyd | Michael a full professorship upon hearing of his recently discovered Floyd | heritage and his plans to move into the estate. Ivory tower, perhaps, Floyd | but at least they take care of their own. Floyd | Floyd | There are numerous buildings surrounding this cobbled court, but the Floyd | only one you are interested in is the library to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Library Floyd | Shadows roost thickly in the vaulted ceiling, and small, green-shaded Floyd | desk lamps cast pools of warm radiance here and there around the Floyd | library's dim interior. You pause a moment to let the hushed Floyd | peacefulness of this place soak in -- a welcome relief from the Floyd | unsettling events of the day. An exit lies east, and a small alcove to Floyd | the north houses the circulation counter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Circulation Desk Floyd | A high counter divides the public portion of the library from the Floyd | reserved stacks -- all the more esoteric and mysterious volumes from Floyd | the university's collection. If anything, the area behind the counter Floyd | is even more shadowy than the side you're on. The main reading area Floyd | lies south. Floyd | Floyd | Hanging on the wall next to the counter is a small, printed sign. Floyd | Beneath the sign sits a heavy, dog-eared register, and sitting next to Floyd | the register is a bell. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x regiater" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > X REGIATER Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x register" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > X REGISTER Floyd | Floyd | It's basically a log, recording what book was checked out, who checked Floyd | it out, and when. There must be hundreds of names here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up michael in register" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP MICHAEL IN REGISTER Floyd | Floyd | (in the dog-eared register) Floyd | Your husband's name is down at the bottom. The title of the book Floyd | is A Historical Overview of Superstitions in the Miskaton Valley Floyd | Region by J. Arnsworth Frazer, pub. 1906. Quite a mouthful. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ring bell" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > RING BELL Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Ding. Floyd | Floyd | A moment later, the gaunt and fishy-eyed librarian emerges silently Floyd | from the shadows behind the counter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask librarian for frazer" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK LIBRARIAN FOR FRAZER Floyd | Floyd | The librarian says nothing. Slowly, very slowly, she looks you up and Floyd | down, and then, just as slowly, she turns to look at the sign posted Floyd | over the counter. Finally, agonizingly slowly, she turns back to you, Floyd | and stares at you with a vague, unblinking air of disapproval. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sign" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > X SIGN Floyd | Floyd | "All restricted books must be signed for on the register, and may not Floyd | be removed from this building. Please have your faculty ID ready when Floyd | you make your request." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "give id to librarian" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > GIVE ID TO LIBRARIAN Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the faculty card) Floyd | (slipping the bundle of soggy pages into the pocket of your trenchcoat Floyd | to get a hand free) Floyd | The librarian looks the card over, nods slowly, and hands it back to Floyd | you without a word. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sign register" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > SIGN REGISTER Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask librarian about frazer" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK LIBRARIAN ABOUT FRAZER Floyd | Floyd | Wordlessly the librarian retreats back into the shadows, only to Floyd | reappear the next moment carrying the thick, dusty tome you saw your Floyd | husband with earlier. Dutifully, you sign the register, and the Floyd | librarian hands you the book before disappearing again. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by two points. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "HOORAY" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x frazer" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > X FRAZER Floyd | Floyd | A thick and weighty tome, its full title is A Historical Overview Floyd | of Superstitions in the Miskaton Valley Region by J. Arnsworth Floyd | Frazer, published in 1906. It begins: "Although New England has always Floyd | been an abundant storehouse of American myth and folklore, the Floyd | Miskaton River Valley has long been recognized as particularly fecund Floyd | ground for tall tales and fanciful superstition. Legends abound of Floyd | hideous, inhuman races living within the venerable hills; of pagan Floyd | rituals enacted at unholy burial grounds and dedicated to ancient, Floyd | blasphemous gods..." and continues along the same lines in the Floyd | typically dry and bombastic style of those times. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read frazer" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ FRAZER Floyd | Floyd | As you open the book, a slip of paper falls from its pages and Floyd | flutters to the ground. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take slip" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE SLIP Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the keyring into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a hand Floyd | free) Floyd | You pick up the slip of paper. Someone was apparently using it as a Floyd | bookmark. There's some writing on one side. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "oooh" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read slip" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ SLIP Floyd | Floyd | It says: Floyd | Floyd | born-died same date? Floyd | have to chk. records Floyd | Floyd | The handwriting is unmistakably Michael's. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "So he noticed, too." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read frazer" | ||
Floyd ] from the Table of Contents of 'A Historical Overview' Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] > Introduction Floyd ] The Legend of Croseus Verlac Floyd ] Rituals of the Misquat Indians Floyd ] The Dark Man and Other Aspects Floyd ] The 'Strangling Mist' Legend Floyd ] The 'Ghost Train' Legend Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
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Floyd ] Introduction Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | A thick and weighty tome, its full title is A Historical Overview Floyd | of Superstitions in the Miskaton Valley Region by J. Arnsworth Floyd | Frazer, published in 1906. It begins: "Although New England has always Floyd | been an abundant storehouse of American myth and folklore, the Floyd | Miskaton River Valley has long been recognized as particularly fecund Floyd | ground for tall tales and fanciful superstition. Legends abound of Floyd | hideous, inhuman races living within the venerable hills; of pagan Floyd | rituals enacted at unholy burial grounds and dedicated to ancient, Floyd | blasphemous gods..." and continues along the same lines in the Floyd | typically dry and bombastic style of those times. Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | ||
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Floyd ] from the Table of Contents of 'A Historical Overview' Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] > Introduction Floyd ] The Legend of Croseus Verlac Floyd ] Rituals of the Misquat Indians Floyd ] The Dark Man and Other Aspects Floyd ] The 'Strangling Mist' Legend Floyd ] The 'Ghost Train' Legend Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
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Floyd ] The Legend of Croseus Verlac Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | This chapter deals with the strange mythology surrounding the person Floyd | of Croseus Verlac, the first of the American Verlacs, who immigrated Floyd | from the Black Forest region of Germany in the early 1600s. He settled Floyd | in the Miskaton Valley and there helped establish the small fishing Floyd | port soon to be known as Anchorhead. Floyd | Floyd | Croseus sired six raven-haired daughters and schooled all of them at Floyd | home. The girls were reclusive and odd of habit, and by the time the Floyd | eldest turned fifteen the town had all but openly accused them of Floyd | witchcraft. The townsfolk shunned the Verlac daughters and called them Floyd | "the Old Man's Coven" -- although never within earshot, since Croseus Floyd | was already a very powerful and influential man in that region. Floyd | Floyd | Although he never had a son, Croseus apparently sired a number of Floyd | grandsons by more than one of his daughters -- ostensibly to keep the Floyd | Verlac blood pure, such practice being not uncommon in the more Floyd | secluded and xenophobic early settlements. However, most of the male Floyd | children were born dead, or horribly deformed, or both, and there were Floyd | furtive whispers that Croseus was practicing some form of dark sorcery Floyd | on his progeny. The fact that Croseus fell ill on the day that the Floyd | first healthy male child was born (to his youngest daughter), and died Floyd | before day's end, did not go unnoticed. Floyd | Floyd | After Croseus died, the townspeople turned against the "coven", Floyd | burning all of them to death except for Eustacia, the youngest, who Floyd | managed to escape along with her infant son, Wilhelm. She returned Floyd | some years later, after an outbreak of smallpox wiped out much of the Floyd | town's older population, including the Calvinist minister and every Floyd | last man and woman who had participated in the burning of Verlac's Floyd | brood. Floyd | Floyd | With a start, you remember the pattern you uncovered in the city Floyd | archives -- each Verlac dying on the very day his grandson is born... Floyd | no parents listed on the birth certificates... no marriage records, Floyd | only sons then daughters then sons... and a sickening, horrifying Floyd | thought begins to take shape: what if the foul tradition begun by Floyd | Croseus Verlac did not end with his death? Floyd | Floyd | What if, for centuries, the Verlacs have been raping their own Floyd | daughters in order to sire grandsons? Floyd | Floyd | What in God's name was wrong with this family? How could this have Floyd | gone on for so long without anyone knowing about it or trying to stop Floyd | it? And why does each Verlac die on the very day his grandson is born? Floyd | Floyd | Edward Verlac, the man from whom Michael inherited the house and all Floyd | its madness, must have been the last of his line, the child of his Floyd | mother and his mother's own father. He went insane and killed his Floyd | entire family, and now his legacy has been passed on to your husband. Floyd | With a sudden rush of urgency and fear, you realize that you have to Floyd | get out of this town, and you have to get Michael out with you, as Floyd | soon as humanly possible. Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | Jacqueline says, "So, now I'm trying to remember..." | |
Jacqueline asks, "How exactly is Michael related to these folks?" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Distantly." | ||
DavidW says, "Looks like we stopped reading." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Like, we can't carry on the tradition, not being ourselves a Verlac." | ||
DavidW says, "oh, I didn't scroll." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "I don't recall if there were details mentioned." | ||
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Floyd ] from the Table of Contents of 'A Historical Overview' Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Introduction Floyd ] > The Legend of Croseus Verlac Floyd ] Rituals of the Misquat Indians Floyd ] The Dark Man and Other Aspects Floyd ] The 'Strangling Mist' Legend Floyd ] The 'Ghost Train' Legend Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
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Floyd ] from the Table of Contents of 'A Historical Overview' Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Introduction Floyd ] The Legend of Croseus Verlac Floyd ] > Rituals of the Misquat Indians Floyd ] The Dark Man and Other Aspects Floyd ] The 'Strangling Mist' Legend Floyd ] The 'Ghost Train' Legend Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
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Floyd ] Rituals of the Misquat Indians Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Little is known about the enigmatic Misquat Indians. They are believed Floyd | to have occupied a small, unobtrusive area around southeastern Floyd | Massachusetts, along the banks of the river which now bears their Floyd | name. At the time that this book was published, various property Floyd | disputes prevented any thorough archaeological investigation of the Floyd | area; information regarding this tiny, sequestered tribe is therefore Floyd | scarce and based largely on hearsay and folklore. Floyd | Floyd | Analysis of the only known fossil -- a partial skull -- has led some Floyd | anthropologists to conclude that the Misquat were not indigenous to Floyd | the region. One popular theory holds that the tribe is most closely Floyd | related to certain degenerate branches of the northern Esquimeaux, and Floyd | were perhaps driven from their original sub-arctic clime and forced to Floyd | settle in exile in what would become the northeastern United States. Floyd | Floyd | Although precious few physical artifacts have been recovered -- chief Floyd | among them a pair of ritual masks and a crudely carved, seven-holed Floyd | wind instrument -- tall tales of Misquat ritual abound. They appear to Floyd | have been a unilaterally reviled tribe. Most of the whispered stories Floyd | involve horrid, ululating chants around blazing bonfires in the dead Floyd | of winter night, grotesque copulations performed in honor of bestial Floyd | gods, and of course abundant human sacrifice. The Misquat were Floyd | generally known as child-stealers, creeping through open windows at Floyd | night to perpetrate foul kidnappings. None of these claims can of Floyd | course be verified; nearly all Indian tribes encountered by the first Floyd | European settlers have been subject to such prejudices at one time or Floyd | another. Floyd | Floyd | It is known that the Misquat were most likely star-worshippers, and Floyd | possessed what was likely a quite complex theology involving entities Floyd | that dwelled beyond "the bowl of tiny fires" -- their term for the Floyd | night sky. These entities granted wisdom or insanity, bestowed Floyd | prosperity or famine, according to how well or how laxly the tribe Floyd | performed its ritual appeasements. The rituals attempted to contact or Floyd | possibly summon aspects of these entities through elaborately carved Floyd | "beacons" -- mounds of stones or obelisks placed at significant Floyd | geographical locations. Floyd | Floyd | The few eroded hieroglyphs left by them (oddly, the Misquat were one Floyd | of the few North American tribes to have developed a system of writing Floyd | prior to any contact with Europeans) have proved a compelling but so Floyd | far intractable puzzle for linguists today; all further detail about Floyd | their ritual and mythology remains yet a mystery. Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | DavidW says, "We saw a flute last week." | |
Jacqueline says, "Yeah. I was thinking that." | ||
DavidW says, "I forget where we found the combo to the safe." | ||
Jacqueline says, "I've posted the temp transcript for just such questions." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "In the journal from the cabinet, I think." | ||
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Floyd ] from the Table of Contents of 'A Historical Overview' Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Introduction Floyd ] The Legend of Croseus Verlac Floyd ] > Rituals of the Misquat Indians Floyd ] The Dark Man and Other Aspects Floyd ] The 'Strangling Mist' Legend Floyd ] The 'Ghost Train' Legend Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
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Floyd ] from the Table of Contents of 'A Historical Overview' Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Introduction Floyd ] The Legend of Croseus Verlac Floyd ] Rituals of the Misquat Indians Floyd ] > The Dark Man and Other Aspects Floyd ] The 'Strangling Mist' Legend Floyd ] The 'Ghost Train' Legend Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
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Floyd ] The Dark Man and Other Aspects Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Nearly all of the early European settlements circulated stories of a Floyd | being known as "The Dark Man" that lived in the primordial woods Floyd | beyond the settlements' borders. Deeply religious and at the same time Floyd | almost hysterically superstitious, clinging precariously to the edges Floyd | of an unexplored and therefore terrifying continent, it was only Floyd | natural for people in those times to project their collective fears Floyd | onto the unknown. For the predominantly fundamentalist Protestant Floyd | sects that first colonized the New World, these projections typically Floyd | were embodiments of the Christian concept of the Devil. Floyd | Floyd | The Dark Man generally takes the form of a man, sometimes of large or Floyd | even giant stature but more often no larger than a natural human. He Floyd | is invariably dark-skinned, although rarely described as a Negro -- Floyd | most often he is a Caucasian with jet-black skin, thus combining the Floyd | refined, cunning intelligence of the European with the base carnality Floyd | of the African. He is regularly portrayed as the consort of witches. Floyd | He has many names: The Dark Man, The Grinning Man, Old Scratch, Floyd | Springheel Jack, The Evil One, etc., but always his formal, Biblical Floyd | appellation -- "Lucifer" or "Satan" -- is scrupulously avoided, a Floyd | holdover from the tradition that to speak a demon's name is to attract Floyd | his attention and perhaps even summon him. Floyd | Floyd | More interesting to the folklorist are the names that harken further Floyd | back than these simple Christian superstitions, recalling a more pagan Floyd | portrayal of the dark and unknown. These tales, which originate from Floyd | the more reclusive colonies, often bring out the more animalistic, Floyd | nature-worshipping aspect of the Dark Man. He is sometimes pictured as Floyd | being covered with hair, or having hooves instead of feet, resembling Floyd | Classical images of Pan. His names are more obscure: The Wicker (or Floyd | Wicca) Man; The Black Goat With A Thousand Young. Therein lie Floyd | tantalizing clues offering the enterprising folklorist still deeper Floyd | glimpses into the collective unconscious. Floyd | Floyd | A few rare instances of The Dark Man have been uncovered that point Floyd | beyond even these antiquated references -- bizarre aspects that seem Floyd | to reflect some of the less understood concepts of Native American Floyd | mysticism. Such baroque names as "The Lurker At The Threshold" or "The Floyd | Watcher Beyond The Stars" point to a substratum of human mythology as Floyd | yet untouched. These versions typically describe not physical Floyd | manifestations, but rather abstract concepts of Evil and Time that Floyd | some scholars have linked to the pre-Roman god Saturn, before he Floyd | became characterized as merely the father of Zeus, when he was instead Floyd | identified with the Ouroburos Dragon, Devourer of Worlds. Hopefully, Floyd | as more archaeological evidence is uncovered, we will be able to speak Floyd | of these primordial connections with greater confidence. Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | DavidW asks, "ready?" | |
Knight_Otu says, "Ready." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Not quite" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Thanks." | ||
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Floyd ] from the Table of Contents of 'A Historical Overview' Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Introduction Floyd ] The Legend of Croseus Verlac Floyd ] Rituals of the Misquat Indians Floyd ] > The Dark Man and Other Aspects Floyd ] The 'Strangling Mist' Legend Floyd ] The 'Ghost Train' Legend Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
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Floyd ] from the Table of Contents of 'A Historical Overview' Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Introduction Floyd ] The Legend of Croseus Verlac Floyd ] Rituals of the Misquat Indians Floyd ] The Dark Man and Other Aspects Floyd ] > The 'Strangling Mist' Legend Floyd ] The 'Ghost Train' Legend Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
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Floyd ] The 'Strangling Mist' Legend Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Rather unique to the lower Miskaton River Valley, this tale centers Floyd | around a seemingly malevolent fog that roams the forests and lonely Floyd | night roads, choking the unwary traveler with invisible, untouchable Floyd | hands. Floyd | Floyd | The experience of being attacked by this strange entity is described Floyd | in an 1855 journal as: "...lyke as thowe a deade man were to put his Floyd | corpsey fingers downe yr throate withe one hande, & up yr nostrille Floyd | withe the other..." Floyd | Floyd | No two tellings can agree on the origins of this terrible mist. Some Floyd | accounts insist that it is a spirit of the restless dead; others Floyd | attribute the effect to malicious hobgoblins. Other versions implicate Floyd | witchcraft, a pirate's curse, swamp faerie... the list goes on. Some Floyd | of the more esoteric explanations seem to indicate that the legend was Floyd | adapted by white settlers from native superstitions held by the tribes Floyd | indigenous to the Miskaton region; however, there is no evidence as Floyd | yet that the "strangling mist" existed in any form prior to the Floyd | appearance of Europeans. Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | ||
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Floyd ] from the Table of Contents of 'A Historical Overview' Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Introduction Floyd ] The Legend of Croseus Verlac Floyd ] Rituals of the Misquat Indians Floyd ] The Dark Man and Other Aspects Floyd ] > The 'Strangling Mist' Legend Floyd ] The 'Ghost Train' Legend Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
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Floyd ] from the Table of Contents of 'A Historical Overview' Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Introduction Floyd ] The Legend of Croseus Verlac Floyd ] Rituals of the Misquat Indians Floyd ] The Dark Man and Other Aspects Floyd ] The 'Strangling Mist' Legend Floyd ] > The 'Ghost Train' Legend Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
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Floyd ] from the Table of Contents of 'A Historical Overview' Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Introduction Floyd ] The Legend of Croseus Verlac Floyd ] Rituals of the Misquat Indians Floyd ] The Dark Man and Other Aspects Floyd ] The 'Strangling Mist' Legend Floyd ] > The 'Ghost Train' Legend Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] | ||
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Floyd ] The 'Ghost Train' Legend Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Yet another colorful folk legend involves the recurring image of a Floyd | "ghost train" -- a spectral locomotive that materializes from nowhere, Floyd | glides across the haunted track for a short period of time, and then Floyd | disappears as mysteriously as it came. Floyd | Floyd | This story did not originate among the first white settlers, of Floyd | course; obviously it only came into being after the advent of the Floyd | steam locomotive in our burgeoning Machine Age. The earliest known Floyd | recorded version of this story, in fact, is dated 1882. Nonetheless, Floyd | the legend provides us with an interesting example of how the Floyd | collective unconscious adapts itself to changing aspects of our Floyd | culture, cloaking old symbolism in the trappings of new technology. Floyd | Floyd | Although many versions hold that the ghost train represents the Floyd | ghastly echoes of a locomotive that was wrecked (derailed and lost off Floyd | a mountain pass is the most popular means of destruction), this is in Floyd | fact a simplistic interpretation not seen until many decades after the Floyd | myth originated. More intriguing and more useful to the folklorist are Floyd | versions that explain the ghost train as a transport to the land of Floyd | the dead -- a modernized boat of Charon, ferrying damned souls across Floyd | the shroud to the devil's newly industrial Hell. These are the Floyd | versions which most faithfully maintain links to the traditions of the Floyd | past, and demonstrate the curious evolutionary behavior of the myth. Floyd | Floyd | In some of these tellings, the traveling soul must have a ticket to Floyd | present to the grim conductor -- an element directly analogous to the Floyd | ancient custom of placing of gold coins beneath the tongue to buy Floyd | passage to the underworld. Living souls who ventured too near the Floyd | tracks as the ghost train made its nightly sojourn would find Floyd | themselves swept along -- echoing the Celtic/Germanic myth of the Wild Floyd | Hunt, in which witness were compelled to join as either hunter or Floyd | prey. Those who thus boarded the train by accident, madness or mere Floyd | foolishness were inevitably carried back to whatever eldritch Floyd | dimension from whence the train originated. Tales of return voyages Floyd | are rare and generally held by those who pass them along to be Floyd | apocryphal. Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | DavidW asks, "ready?" | |
Jacqueline says, "Yes." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Yes." | ||
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Floyd ] from the Table of Contents of 'A Historical Overview' Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Introduction Floyd ] The Legend of Croseus Verlac Floyd ] Rituals of the Misquat Indians Floyd ] The Dark Man and Other Aspects Floyd ] The 'Strangling Mist' Legend Floyd ] > The 'Ghost Train' Legend Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] [press BACKSPACE to return to game] Floyd | | ||
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Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Circulation Desk Floyd | A high counter divides the public portion of the library from the Floyd | reserved stacks -- all the more esoteric and mysterious volumes from Floyd | the university's collection. If anything, the area behind the counter Floyd | is even more shadowy than the side you're on. The main reading area Floyd | lies south. Floyd | Floyd | Hanging on the wall next to the counter is a small, printed sign. Floyd | Beneath the sign sits a heavy, dog-eared register, and sitting next to Floyd | the register is a bell. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by one point. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Unless we need to reread this book, I say return it for now." | |
Jacqueline says, "Sure" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ring bell" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > RING BELL Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Ding. Floyd | Floyd | A moment later, the gaunt and fishy-eyed librarian emerges silently Floyd | from the shadows behind the counter. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Weprobably can't take it along anyway." | |
Jacqueline says, "Yeah" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "give frazer to librarian" | ||
Floyd ] Circulation Desk day two Floyd | Floyd | > GIVE FRAZER TO LIBRARIAN Floyd | Floyd | Wordlessly the librarian takes the tome from you and spirits it back Floyd | to the shadowy depths of the reserved stacks. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "I'm guessing this is the only book we check out?" | |
Knight_Otu says, "I don't think we know any other books." | ||
DavidW says, "I vaguely remember that other books were possible." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Guess we'll see." | ||
DavidW asks, "My memory of this game is very spotty, but I think there were three others?" | ||
DavidW says, "Let's get the safe and attic doors open next, I think." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Library Floyd | Shadows roost thickly in the vaulted ceiling, and small, green-shaded Floyd | desk lamps cast pools of warm radiance here and there around the Floyd | library's dim interior. You pause a moment to let the hushed Floyd | peacefulness of this place soak in -- a welcome relief from the Floyd | unsettling events of the day. An exit lies east, and a small alcove to Floyd | the north houses the circulation counter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | You may leave to the east, or approach the counter to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] University Court day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | University Court Floyd | Isolated and serene within its high, ivy-covered walls, Miskaton Floyd | University represents this benighted town's single, if somewhat Floyd | dubious, claim to cultural achievement. Founded some time in the early Floyd | 1800s, the school's reputation and enrollment have diminished somewhat Floyd | as Anchorhead drifts further and further into the abyss of provincial Floyd | backwaterism. Still, it is generally recognized for its collection of Floyd | folklore and esoteric mythology (one of the oldest and most extensive Floyd | on the east coast). The Board of Deans was also kind enough to offer Floyd | Michael a full professorship upon hearing of his recently discovered Floyd | heritage and his plans to move into the estate. Ivory tower, perhaps, Floyd | but at least they take care of their own. Floyd | Floyd | There are numerous buildings surrounding this cobbled court, but the Floyd | only one you are interested in is the library to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Junction day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Junction Floyd | To the north, a gap in the crowded press of gloomy buildings opens Floyd | onto a country lane, heading out over a grassy heath. The main street Floyd | continues to the east, while to the northwest, over the top of a steep Floyd | rise, you can just make out the vaulted rooftops of the university. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Narrow Street day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Narrow Street Floyd | As the lane winds along from east to west, it narrows until the steep, Floyd | jagged rooftops on either side of the street practically touch each Floyd | other. To the south, a side street leads across Whateley Bridge toward Floyd | the center of town, and a twisting lane leads up a hill to the Floyd | northwest. A short flight of steps to the north leads down to the Floyd | local watering hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Whateley Bridge day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Whateley Bridge Floyd | A hoary monument of crumbling, moss-eaten flagstones, Whateley Bridge Floyd | is possibly older than any other structure in the entire city. Floyd | Ponderously it spans the dark, torpid waters of the Miskaton River, Floyd | connecting the north and south halves of the city and occasionally Floyd | raining bits of gravel and mortar from its underside into the water. Floyd | It looks just wide enough for two cars to pass each other between the Floyd | flanking stone parapets, but you wouldn't volunteer to try it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Town Square day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Town Square Floyd | A wide expanse of uneven pavestones lies open to the sky, bordered on Floyd | all sides by the leaning, steep-roofed architecture that looms over Floyd | everything in this city. The municipal courthouse stands at the south Floyd | end of the square, next to the mouth of a dark, narrow alley to the Floyd | southwest. Avenues to the west and east lead back into the cramped and Floyd | ingrown streets, while to the north lies Whateley Bridge. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the square, rising from a circular lawn of Floyd | unhealthy-looking grass and weeds, stands a strange, stone obelisk. It Floyd | seems to be a monument of some sort, although you can see no plaque or Floyd | marker anywhere near it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Riverwalk day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Riverwalk Floyd | A low, irregular brick wall to the north divides this street from the Floyd | steep, mud-slick banks of the sinuous Miskaton, while a rusty iron Floyd | gate provides access to a precarious flight of stone steps leading Floyd | down the bank to the water's edge. The street bends south here, Floyd | turning into a misty avenue between the trees. The town square lies Floyd | west, a vacant lot lies east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Chilly Avenue day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Chilly Avenue Floyd | Perhaps it is merely the effect of some unwholesome vapour rising from Floyd | the murky waters of the nearby Miskaton, but the temperature along Floyd | this street seems perceptibly cooler than normal, even for a New Floyd | England autumn. Two dirt roads lead south and southwest, into the Floyd | dense woods at the edge of town. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "I don't remember visiting that vacant lot?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Riverwalk day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Riverwalk Floyd | A low, irregular brick wall to the north divides this street from the Floyd | steep, mud-slick banks of the sinuous Miskaton, while a rusty iron Floyd | gate provides access to a precarious flight of stone steps leading Floyd | down the bank to the water's edge. The street bends south here, Floyd | turning into a misty avenue between the trees. The town square lies Floyd | west, a vacant lot lies east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Vacant Lot Floyd | Where once a building stood, there is now only cracked pavement and Floyd | rampant weeds. A high chain-link fence surrounds this vacant lot; the Floyd | only breaks lie to the west and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | An old man dressed in dirty rags sits on his mattress, muttering to Floyd | himself as he stares intently out to sea. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Yeah, that seems new to me." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x man" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > X MAN Floyd | Floyd | This pitiful creature might once have been a successful and healthy Floyd | man, but alcohol and mental illness have dragged him down Floyd | irretrievably into degenerate squalor. His clothes are filthy tatters; Floyd | his hair is a matted, knotted mess; his body reeks of booze and urine. Floyd | He sits on his mattress, seemingly oblivious to you or the rest of the Floyd | world, and that's where he'll stay until either Death or the next Floyd | drink comes around. Floyd | Floyd | The old bum is clutching a small object to his chest; he rubs it and Floyd | turns it in his hands constantly, as though it were some sort of relic Floyd | or charm. It's hard to tell, but it appears to be a key. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "We have a flask. He has a key. Trade?" | |
Jacqueline says, "Well, by god, if it's a key, we must have it." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "I guess we give our rotgut for it." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Yeah, sounds good." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "talk to man" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > TALK TO MAN Floyd | Floyd | What do you want to talk to the bum about? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "key" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > KEY Floyd | Floyd | (the small copper key) Floyd | The old man squints at you with bleary, cunning eyes. "Don't know too Floyd | much about that," he quavers. "Memory's not what it used to be... I'm Floyd | so thirsty, Miss, so thirsty..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "give flask to man" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > GIVE FLASK TO MAN Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the flask) Floyd | (slipping the newspaper into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a Floyd | hand free) Floyd | His eyes burning with greed, the old man snatches the flask from your Floyd | hand, unscrews the cap and tips it up into his waiting mouth. Trickles Floyd | of pungent brown liquid ooze from the corners of his mouth as he Floyd | swallows convulsively, his hands trembling, his eyes squeezed shut and Floyd | streaming tears. Finally, he falls back onto his mattress with a Floyd | beatific smile on his mud-smeared face, the flask dropping from his Floyd | fingers. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by two points. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take key" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE KEY Floyd | Floyd | (the small copper key) Floyd | "Mine!" the old man hisses, clapping his hands onto his chest as Floyd | though you were about to frisk him for it. "It's mine, and I won't let Floyd | it go!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about key" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT KEY Floyd | Floyd | (the small copper key) Floyd | "Mine!" the old man hisses, clapping his hands onto his chest as Floyd | though you were about to frisk him for it. "It's mine, and I won't let Floyd | it go!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about man" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT MAN Floyd | Floyd | The old man sighs. "I was a doctor, once. I was a very good doctor. Floyd | But that was before Edward, you know. Little Edward and his..." His Floyd | voice trails off to a whisper, but you could swear he mouthed the word Floyd | "brother". Floyd | Floyd | A flurry of dead leaves goes skittering along the ground, swirling Floyd | past you in the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Well, I guess we take the other hint. (Sort of kidding. Sort of.)" | |
Jacqueline exclaims, "This is the goode doctor!" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Oh..." | ||
DavidW says, "Dr Timothy Rebis" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about rebis" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT REBIS Floyd | Floyd | The bum shakes his head and looks away. "T'ain't my name no more..." Floyd | he says quietly. "...no more..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about edward" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT EDWARD Floyd | Floyd | The old man lets out a vicious cackle. "They got to him, didn't they? Floyd | Maggots got to him good. Got into his head. The maggots got into his Floyd | head, eatin' at him 'til he had to crack it open to get 'em out. Poor Floyd | boy." He shakes his head. "Delivered him, I did. Pulled him right out Floyd | of his mama. Him and his -- " Suddenly he stops, and will say no more. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about brother" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT BROTHER Floyd | Floyd | The old man falls silent all of a sudden, and for a while he simply Floyd | stares down at his hands, limp and open in his lap. Then, drawing a Floyd | deep breath, he begins to speak, and for the first time his voice is Floyd | steady, without the reedy whine of alcoholic craving. Floyd | Floyd | "Ayuh, little Edward had a brother, so he did. And I know him. I know Floyd | of William, so I do. I delivered the child. Anna Verlac was his Floyd | mother. It... it was... " Floyd | Floyd | He leans over and grips your arm with a hand that is suddenly steady Floyd | and strong. "It was her father's poison seed, y'see. That evil bastard Floyd | poisoned her womb and put a monster inside her. What she gave birth Floyd | to... it was... it wasn't... oh, God, when I held that... that Floyd | abortion in the shape of an infant, that thing with hooves for feet Floyd | and its crown of writhing... when it looked up at me... It looked Floyd | up at me with its father's red-rimmed eyes." The old man shudders Floyd | convulsively, and it is a while before he can speak again. Floyd | Floyd | "Anna and I decided between ourselves, we did. The... her child... it Floyd | lived for a few years, but it was sickly, and in pain, and it could Floyd | never be normal nor healthy. She brought it to me... I was her doctor, Floyd | you see, I'd seen her through her child's birth, and she trusted me... Floyd | and I put the thing down, softly and without pain, and they laid it to Floyd | rest in the family crypt. Floyd | Floyd | "And Anna thanked me for it, so she did." Floyd | Floyd | The old man falls silent again, and his wavering, bloodshot eyes Floyd | wander once more out to sea. And he is lost, once again, to the horror Floyd | and pain of the memories that can only be silenced by drink. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about william" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT WILLIAM Floyd | Floyd | "All I care to tell of that tragedy, I've told," the old man says Floyd | quietly, not looking at you. "I've no wish to speak of it again." Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "This is such a cheerful story." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about anna" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT ANNA Floyd | Floyd | Tears stream unchecked down the old man's face. "Shouldn't have Floyd | happened to the girl. Only seventeen, she was, still a child when Floyd | he... when that red-eyed monster took her... " His eyes suddenly Floyd | darken, his fists clench. "HIS OWN DAUGHTER, GODS FUCK 'EM! SHOULDN'T Floyd | HAVE DONE THAT TO HIS OWN DAUGHTER! GODS FUCK 'EM ALL!!" Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline makes another mental note about the content warning for this transcript. | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x copper key" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > X COPPER KEY Floyd | Floyd | "Mine!" the old man hisses, clapping his hands onto his chest as Floyd | though you were about to frisk him for it. "It's mine, and I won't let Floyd | it go!" Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Like I said, the game told us what to do." | |
Jacqueline | that's where he'll stay until either Death or the next drink comes around | ||
Jacqueline says, "I *think* I'm kidding." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Probably." | ||
DavidW says, "I think we can not kill him." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "So let's see if we find more rotgut." | ||
Jacqueline says, "You know the slippery slope. First we filch a faculty card from our husband's wallet in a violation of his trust, next thing we're murdering people." | ||
DavidW says, "Then we change the formula for Coca Cola." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Technically, first, we trespassed." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Just give him rotgut until he passes out works for me." | ||
Jacqueline exclaims (at KO), "TRUE!" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about house" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT HOUSE Floyd | Floyd | The old man screws his face up in confusion. "Don't know about that," Floyd | he mutters. Floyd | Floyd | A flurry of dead leaves goes skittering along the ground, swirling Floyd | past you in the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about obelisk" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT OBELISK Floyd | Floyd | You can't think of anything to say about that for the moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about church" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT CHURCH Floyd | Floyd | You can't think of anything to say about that for the moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about michael" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT MICHAEL Floyd | Floyd | The old man screws his face up in confusion. "Don't know about that," Floyd | he mutters. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about brick wall" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT BRICK WALL Floyd | Floyd | You can't think of anything to say about that for the moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "Ask him about mordecai?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about mordecai" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT MORDECAI Floyd | Floyd | The old man shrinks away from you. "Not here!" he hisses. "Not Floyd | anywhere! Never speak it!" Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Understandable reaction." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about verlac" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT VERLAC Floyd | Floyd | (the Verlac family) Floyd | The old man seems to physically shrink just a little bit, darting Floyd | nervous glances around the empty lot. "Oh, they're the worst of the Floyd | lot," he whispers. "They're the queen maggots, so they are. Sittin' Floyd | all fat and full of poison in the center of the nest. Partick'ly that Floyd | one, the worst one of all -- the one with the red-rimmed eyes." Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "I guess he's telling us there's only one Verlac." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up anna in album" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP ANNA IN ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | There's nothing here you can look things up in. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Oh, we carried the box of clippings around but not the album?" | |
Jacqueline says, "Guess so" | ||
DavidW asks, "I'm not sure how to get this copper key. Continue with safe and attic?" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take flask" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE FLASK Floyd | Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mattress" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > X MATTRESS Floyd | Floyd | The mattress is stained and beaten, oozing stuffing in several places. Floyd | From the cans and food wrappers scattered around it, it looks as Floyd | though somebody's been using it as a bed. Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind blows harder, tugging at the hem of your trenchcoat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "search mattress" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH MATTRESS Floyd | Floyd | The bum sits cross-legged in the exact center of the mattress. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Riverwalk day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | The old man waves good-bye. "Don't be a stranger," he calls. Floyd | Floyd | Riverwalk Floyd | A low, irregular brick wall to the north divides this street from the Floyd | steep, mud-slick banks of the sinuous Miskaton, while a rusty iron Floyd | gate provides access to a precarious flight of stone steps leading Floyd | down the bank to the water's edge. The street bends south here, Floyd | turning into a misty avenue between the trees. The town square lies Floyd | west, a vacant lot lies east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Chilly Avenue day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Chilly Avenue Floyd | Perhaps it is merely the effect of some unwholesome vapour rising from Floyd | the murky waters of the nearby Miskaton, but the temperature along Floyd | this street seems perceptibly cooler than normal, even for a New Floyd | England autumn. Two dirt roads lead south and southwest, into the Floyd | dense woods at the edge of town. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||
Floyd ] Scenic View day two Floyd | Floyd | > SW Floyd | Floyd | The ground begins to rise sharply as the road climbs up into the hills Floyd | south of town. Floyd | Floyd | Scenic View Floyd | The treeline falls away on the north side of this northwest-northeast Floyd | bend in the road, giving way to a panoramic view of the Miskaton River Floyd | Valley and the grubby little town of Anchorhead nestled within it. Floyd | From here you can see the paper mill almost directly to the north; the Floyd | solitary lighthouse and surrounding ocean to the northeast; and the Floyd | dilapidated stone church below you to the east. Winding through it all Floyd | is the oily black ribbon of the Miskaton, and almost directly in the Floyd | center lies the little clearing of Town Square. You can just make out Floyd | the shape of the obelisk from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Outside the House Floyd | The lane runs up from the southeast and ends at a wide clearing Floyd | surrounded by gnarled and ancient trees. A wide, curving driveway runs Floyd | up to the front door of your house, which lies north. Floyd | Floyd | The Verlac mansion looms before you, casting an air of menace over the Floyd | clearing. Floyd | Floyd | In the distance, you can hear the lonesome keening of a train whistle Floyd | drifting on the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the front door first) Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the keyring) Floyd | (slipping the faculty card into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a Floyd | hand free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | You unlock the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the front door first) Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | The front door stands open to the south. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | A rickety wooden ladder stands here, descending from a three-foot by Floyd | three-foot square of darkness in the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Library Floyd | Whatever else their faults may have been, the Verlacs were evidently Floyd | not ones to shun the printed word. Books line the walls from floor to Floyd | ceiling in this dark-paneled, green-carpeted room, interrupted only by Floyd | doorways to the east and south. A rich, brown leather armchair sits in Floyd | stately repose near the window, with a polished brass pipe stand Floyd | nearby completing the picture of some blue-blooded country squire's Floyd | literary refuge. Once again, you are struck by how easily this place Floyd | could have been the perfect home. Floyd | Floyd | A beautiful pair of mahogany sliding doors stand closed to the east. Floyd | Floyd | A section of the shelves in the western wall has slid to one side, Floyd | revealing a hidden safe. Floyd | Floyd | Resting on the pipe stand is a sizable volume decorated with a gilded Floyd | pentagram on its cover. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing your trenchcoat, your clothes and your wedding ring; Floyd | in addition, you have in your hands a keyring, on which are three keys Floyd | (an old-fashioned iron key, a key to the house and a key to the Floyd | cellar), a flask (which is open but empty), a slip of paper and a Floyd | broom. Floyd | Floyd | The pockets of your trenchcoat contain Michael's faculty card, a Floyd | newspaper, a bundle of soggy pages, a silver locket, a family album, a Floyd | flashlight, a book of matches with six matches left, a torn journal, a Floyd | typewritten notice, a lantern, your umbrella and a towel. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read journal" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ JOURNAL Floyd | Floyd | What's left of the journal reads: Floyd | Floyd | Desperate. Went back to the old twisting lane and found only a Floyd | blank wall. Without the amulet, how can I resist -- Floyd | Floyd | ...bottles, bottles... Floyd | Floyd | Getting worse. People I have never met smile knowingly at me in Floyd | the street. The police believe I am a child molester, but have brought Floyd | no charges against me as yet. Why? Head hurts all the time. I have Floyd | turned the cellar upside-down... damn it all, where is it? Floyd | Floyd | Dreamed of Father again. Dreamed of Grandfather. Those horrible, Floyd | red-rimmed eyes... Floyd | Floyd | -- into the safe, finally. 8-23-36. Won't forget THAT soon. Floyd | Ha! Floyd | Floyd | CANNOT DISCOVER ENTRANCE IN THE CELLAR!!! Secret eludes me still Floyd | but I WILL FIND IT!!! The clue is in their names, that pestilential Floyd | procession of names! If I could only -- Floyd | Floyd | The text breaks off as several more pages are missing. the last Floyd | fragmented entry reads: Floyd | Floyd | -- will fail. There is no recourse left. I know now what I must Floyd | do. Julia -- Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 8" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN DIAL TO 8 Floyd | Floyd | The tumblers tick quietly as you turn the dial to 8... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 23" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN DIAL TO 23 Floyd | Floyd | The tumblers tick quietly as you turn the dial to 23... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 36" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN DIAL TO 36 Floyd | Floyd | The tumblers tick quietly as you turn the dial to 36... and with a Floyd | hollow thunk, the safe suddenly swings open. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by two points. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "We do have the album in our pockets." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in safe" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK IN SAFE Floyd | Floyd | In the safe are a puzzle box and a strange metal flute. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take box and flute" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE BOX AND FLUTE Floyd | Floyd | puzzle box: (slipping the slip of paper into the pocket of your Floyd | trenchcoat to get a hand free) Floyd | You pick up the puzzle box. It's roughly the size and shape of a cigar Floyd | box, carved from some dark and oddly streaked wood that you can't Floyd | identify. All six surfaces are decorated in a complex arrangement of Floyd | grooves and panels, most of which are illustrated with leering, Floyd | demonic faces and obscene designs. As far as you can tell, it is in Floyd | fact a box, and meant to be opened; however, you see no obvious way to Floyd | do so. Floyd | strange metal flute: (slipping the flask into the pocket of your Floyd | trenchcoat to get a hand free) Floyd | (closing the flask first) Floyd | You pick up the strange metal flute. It appears to be some kind of Floyd | wind instrument, fashioned out of ornately carved, greenish metal. Floyd | Seven holes of varying sizes are drilled along the top. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "And I guess we took the broom for a walk." | |
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf3" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > SAVE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to write: Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "We might also check out Anna in the crypt." | |
Jacqueline says, "hubba hubba" | ||
Jacqueline says, "brb" | ||
DavidW says, "I'd like a pee break, yes." | ||
Jacqueline says, "I'm back when others are." | ||
DavidW says, "back" | ||
Peregrine disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again. | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Study day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | (opening the sliding doors first) Floyd | Floyd | Study Floyd | This smaller room adjoining the library seems comfortable enough, Floyd | although it is dusty and cluttered from having not been lived in for Floyd | the better part of a year. Aside from the desk and the chair and the Floyd | empty shelves, the only real feature of the room is the large, ornate Floyd | fireplace in the southern wall. Floyd | Floyd | A beautiful pair of mahogany sliding doors lead west, to the library. Floyd | Floyd | Michael's laptop sits in the middle of the desk, humming quietly to Floyd | itself. Also on the desk is a letter opener. Floyd | Floyd | Although his computer is still on, Michael isn't here. In fact, you Floyd | realize, you haven't heard him anywhere in the house since you got Floyd | home. And you even found him a newspaper. Where in the world could he Floyd | have gotten to? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take opener" | ||
Floyd ] Study day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE OPENER Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the keyring into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a hand Floyd | free) Floyd | You pick up the letter opener. It's a rather ornate thing, with a Floyd | silver hilt and a slim, sharp tip. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I had an idea about the laptop computer." | |
Jacqueline asks, "Yeah?" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x laptop" | ||
Floyd ] Study day two Floyd | Floyd | > X LAPTOP Floyd | Floyd | A top-of-the-line model: it's sleek, lightweight and very fast, a real Floyd | status symbol for the writer who wants to look as though he might stop Floyd | whatever he's doing at the drop of a hat and suddenly hack out a Floyd | bestseller. While you have yet to witness Michael do this, he really Floyd | had been wanting one since before the two of you even met; so, to Floyd | celebrate his new teaching position, you splurged and bought him one. Floyd | Floyd | The laptop is currently switched on. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "remove ring" | ||
Floyd ] Study day two Floyd | Floyd | > REMOVE RING Floyd | Floyd | You slip the plain gold band from your finger. Usually you feel almost Floyd | naked without your ring on, although sometimes you do find yourself Floyd | taking it off briefly, just to read the inscription along the inside. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh, right" | |
Jacqueline says, "Good idea" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x screen" | ||
Floyd ] Study day two Floyd | Floyd | > X SCREEN Floyd | Floyd | The computer is in screen-saver mode: blank except for a single window Floyd | requesting a 4-digit user passcode. Odd; you didn't think Michael ever Floyd | used the passcode utility. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read inscription" | ||
Floyd ] Study day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ INSCRIPTION Floyd | Floyd | Engraved along the inside are Michael's and your initials, along with Floyd | your wedding date -- June 28th. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "type 0628" | ||
Floyd ] Study day two Floyd | Floyd | > TYPE 0628 Floyd | Floyd | (on the laptop) Floyd | The passcode window disappears and the screen suddenly fills with Floyd | text, apparently the last thing Michael was working on before he got Floyd | up and left. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by two points. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Nicely done, sir." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "wear ring" | ||
Floyd ] Study day two Floyd | Floyd | > WEAR RING Floyd | Floyd | The gold band slides onto your finger with a comforting snugness. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read screen" | ||
Floyd ] Study day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ SCREEN Floyd | Floyd | Michael has evidently been writing something, but it's not a story; it Floyd | looks more like some kind of journal entry. Floyd | Floyd | I cannot sleep. Floyd | Floyd | Or perhaps I should say: I must not sleep, since I Floyd | am perfectly capable of sleep -- in fact, lately sleep has come to me Floyd | more easily, more quickly, and more insidiously than it ever has Floyd | before. But I don't want to sleep. Floyd | Floyd | I have been hoping that the terrible dreams would prove to be Floyd | stress-related, that they would fade once the move was behind us and Floyd | we had finally settled in -- but that has not turned out to be the Floyd | case. They're stronger than ever. Red-rimmed eyes pursuing me through Floyd | strange corridors, and the voice -- the whisperer who tells me I am Floyd | not who I am. The whisperer tells me secrets of this house, secrets of Floyd | those who lived here -- they are my blood, and he tells me he always Floyd | returns to his blood. He tells me of secret keys and combinations; I Floyd | don't know what they open yet but I have an idea -- Floyd | Floyd | Tomorrow I must go down to the cellar. I must see if the things Floyd | revealed to me in that terrible book are true. Floyd | Floyd | I know she is worried about me. I want to tell her, but -- Floyd | Floyd | The entry ends there, unfinished. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "It's been Croseus all along, possessing his descendents over and over again." | |
Jacqueline says (to Michael), "We're not so much worried about you as thinking about leaving you." | ||
DavidW asks, "attic next?" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "And burning down the village behind us." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "sure." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Library day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Library Floyd | Whatever else their faults may have been, the Verlacs were evidently Floyd | not ones to shun the printed word. Books line the walls from floor to Floyd | ceiling in this dark-paneled, green-carpeted room, interrupted only by Floyd | doorways to the east and south. A rich, brown leather armchair sits in Floyd | stately repose near the window, with a polished brass pipe stand Floyd | nearby completing the picture of some blue-blooded country squire's Floyd | literary refuge. Once again, you are struck by how easily this place Floyd | could have been the perfect home. Floyd | Floyd | A beautiful pair of mahogany sliding doors lead east, to the study. Floyd | Floyd | A section of the shelves in the western wall has slid to one side, Floyd | revealing a hidden safe. Floyd | Floyd | Resting on the pipe stand is a sizable volume decorated with a gilded Floyd | pentagram on its cover. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | Jacqueline says (to KO), "Sure, I'd be down." | |
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | A rickety wooden ladder stands here, descending from a three-foot by Floyd | three-foot square of darkness in the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | The ancient rungs creak alarmingly as you ascend. Floyd | Floyd | Attic Floyd | It's much cooler up here than in the rest of the house, and you find Floyd | it hard to suppress a shiver. Grotesque, looming shadows crawl across Floyd | the low, slanted ceiling, and the dust hangs thick and motionless in Floyd | the air. To the west the ceiling dips even lower until the space Floyd | beneath leaves hardly room enough to crawl, while to the north stands Floyd | a wooden door, draped in shadows and half-hidden by the slanting Floyd | eaves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "put newspaper under door" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > PUT NEWSPAPER UNDER DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You slide the newspaper under the door, leaving only an inch or two Floyd | sticking out on your side. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf4" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > SAVE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to write: Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "put opener in keyhole" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > PUT OPENER IN KEYHOLE Floyd | Floyd | The tip of the letter opener bumps against something, and you hear Floyd | something thump onto the newspaper on the other side of the door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull newspaper" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > PULL NEWSPAPER Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the puzzle box into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a Floyd | hand free) Floyd | Something metallic falls off the newspaper as you pull it out from Floyd | under the door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take key" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE KEY Floyd | Floyd | (the old-fashioned brass key) Floyd | (slipping the strange metal flute into the pocket of your trenchcoat Floyd | to get a hand free) Floyd | You pick up the old-fashioned brass key. It's an old key, the kind Floyd | with a round barrel about a quarter-inch in diameter and flat, square Floyd | teeth. Floyd | Floyd | Your score has just gone up by one point. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "put brass key on keyring" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > PUT BRASS KEY ON KEYRING Floyd | Floyd | The old-fashioned brass key is now on the keyring. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the keyring) Floyd | You go through all the keys on your keyring, trying each one in turn, Floyd | and after several false attempts you discover that the old-fashioned Floyd | brass key fits the lock. Floyd | You unlock the door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "score" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > SCORE Floyd | Floyd | You have so far scored 20 out of a possible 100 points; you have Floyd | merely scratched the surface of evil. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the door first) Floyd | Floyd | Attic Cell Floyd | A cramped little annex off the main attic, with a tiny, shuttered Floyd | window high up on the north wall. A pile of mouldering straw in the Floyd | corner and what looks like pencil marks on the lower part of the walls Floyd | seem to indicate that someone lived here once. Or, possibly, was kept Floyd | here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x marks" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > X MARKS Floyd | Floyd | They look like a child's drawings, made with pencil or some kind of Floyd | charcoal. Most of them are smudged and faded, but you can make out Floyd | stick figures here and there, and the occasional, lollipop-shaped Floyd | tree. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x straw" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > X STRAW Floyd | Floyd | This disgusting mess might actually have been some poor soul's bed. Floyd | You shudder, wondering what sick relative was kept prisoner here, and Floyd | when. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "search straw" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH STRAW Floyd | Floyd | You gingerly poke through the filthy straw, barely able to suppress Floyd | your disgust. However, your search is not unrewarded: underneath the Floyd | thickest part of the pile, you discover a tiny gold locket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x gold locket" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > X GOLD LOCKET Floyd | Floyd | It is oval-shaped, held shut with a tiny clasp. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open it" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN IT Floyd | Floyd | You open the gold locket, revealing a woman's picture. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x woman" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > X WOMAN Floyd | Floyd | From the quality of the photograph, you'd say the picture must have Floyd | been taken sometime in the fifties. The woman looks no more than Floyd | twenty years old. Her pale, fragile face is framed by straight, dark, Floyd | mousy hair, and she seems to stare plaintively out at you, her Floyd | expression one of haunted resignation. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I assume that's Anna." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x anna" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > X ANNA Floyd | Floyd | From the quality of the photograph, you'd say the picture must have Floyd | been taken sometime in the fifties. The woman looks no more than Floyd | twenty years old. Her pale, fragile face is framed by straight, dark, Floyd | mousy hair, and she seems to stare plaintively out at you, her Floyd | expression one of haunted resignation. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Yeah." | |
Jacqueline says, "Yeah" | ||
DavidW says, "Confirmed." | ||
DavidW asks, "Shall we find her coffin?" | ||
Jacqueline exclaims, "Sure!" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Let's try." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Attic Floyd | It's much cooler up here than in the rest of the house, and you find Floyd | it hard to suppress a shiver. Grotesque, looming shadows crawl across Floyd | the low, slanted ceiling, and the dust hangs thick and motionless in Floyd | the air. To the west the ceiling dips even lower until the space Floyd | beneath leaves hardly room enough to crawl, while to the north stands Floyd | a wooden door, draped in shadows and half-hidden by the slanting Floyd | eaves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | The ancient rungs creak alarmingly as you descend. Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | A rickety wooden ladder stands here, descending from a three-foot by Floyd | three-foot square of darkness in the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Back Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Back Hall Floyd | A short hallway, connecting rooms to the east, west and south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Where once pots and skillets and various utensils hung in profusion, Floyd | the kitchen walls are now merely ranks of dusty cabinets and a forest Floyd | of empty hooks. Doorways lead east and south, a small pantry lies to Floyd | the northwest, and the back door to the north leads out of the house. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see a cardboard box (in which are some newspaper Floyd | clippings) here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the back door first) Floyd | Floyd | Path Behind the House Floyd | A gravel path starts here at the back door of the house, and marks a Floyd | trail nearly overgrown by weeds and briars. It disappears into the Floyd | undergrowth to the northwest, framed by crooked trees with overhanging Floyd | branches that seem to form a stunted, jagged archway into the dim Floyd | recesses of the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Stooping to avoid the sharp, bare twigs that snag your clothes and Floyd | seem to reach greedily for your eyes, you pick your way through the Floyd | undergrowth to a small clearing. Floyd | Floyd | Family Plot Floyd | Old, moss-slimed tombstones, many broken off and leaning crazily like Floyd | an old man's teeth, poke up from the soft, mulchy earth. In their Floyd | midst stands an ancient marble crypt, its heavy iron door nearly Floyd | obscured by thick draperies of ivy. The trees press close around this Floyd | quiet enclave of death, leaning together over your head as if sharing Floyd | secrets. A gap in the undergrowth to the southeast reveals a narrow Floyd | gravel path. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Darkness day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the iron door first) Floyd | The faint echo of dripping water and a musty smell of decay grow Floyd | stronger as you descend. Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and you can't see a thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn on light" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON LIGHT Floyd | Floyd | The flashlight emits a warm yellow beam. Floyd | Floyd | In the Crypt Floyd | The air is clammy and frigid, the stone walls damp and streaked with Floyd | mud and lichen. Pale, swollen roots push through cracks in the Floyd | masonry. The smell of damp corruption is almost overpowering here, Floyd | though the stairs to the south lead toward fresher air. Floyd | Floyd | The walls of this chamber contain dozens of wide, shallow niches; in Floyd | each niche, a coffin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up anna" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP ANNA Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | The nameplate reads "Anna Verlac, b. June 24, 1936, d. March 23, Floyd | 1962". Like the others, this coffin is built of solid oak, sealed with Floyd | lead. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Wine cellar, attic again, or church?" | |
Knight_Otu says, "Born 1936, there might be something in the album." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up anna in album" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP ANNA IN ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | The nameplate reads "Anna Verlac, b. June 24, 1936, d. March 23, Floyd | 1962". Like the others, this coffin is built of solid oak, sealed with Floyd | lead. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x album" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > X ALBUM Floyd | Floyd | It's a slim, hardbound volume in dark leather, unadorned except for Floyd | name "Verlac" embossed on the front. Glancing at the title page, you Floyd | notice two details: one, the book was self-published; and two, it was Floyd | published in 1944. So it's a good bet that Edward Verlac and his Floyd | family aren't mentioned here. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh, huh. So, the internet is telling me that the use of lead in coffins preserves the bodies better, keeps out moisture, prevents smells and toxins from leaching out." | |
DavidW says, "Also, Superman can't peek through lead." | ||
Jacqueline says, "True" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up mordecai" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UP MORDECAI Floyd | Floyd | (in the nameplates) Floyd | You can't find that name anywhere; but then again, it may just be too Floyd | corroded for you to read. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "search william" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH WILLIAM Floyd | Floyd | In William's coffin is an animal's skeleton. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "search skeleton" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH SKELETON Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton is in pieces; parts of it crumble even as you touch it. Floyd | Only the animal's skull seems reasonably intact. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x skull" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > X SKULL Floyd | Floyd | The gruesome thing seems to leer at you with its bleached, toothy Floyd | grin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in skull" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK IN SKULL Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take skull" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE SKULL Floyd | Floyd | (slipping the letter opener into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get Floyd | a hand free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "shake skull" | ||
Floyd ] In the Crypt day two Floyd | Floyd | > SHAKE SKULL Floyd | Floyd | That would accomplish very little. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "I guess we can confront the good doctor with the skull?" | |
Jacqueline says, "Sure. Let's take it with us." | ||
DavidW says, "oh, that is an idea, yes." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You involuntary take a deep breath of fresh air as you leave the Floyd | clammy, foetid depths of the crypt behind. Floyd | Floyd | Family Plot Floyd | Old, moss-slimed tombstones, many broken off and leaning crazily like Floyd | an old man's teeth, poke up from the soft, mulchy earth. In their Floyd | midst stands an ancient marble crypt, its heavy iron door nearly Floyd | obscured by thick draperies of ivy. The trees press close around this Floyd | quiet enclave of death, leaning together over your head as if sharing Floyd | secrets. A gap in the undergrowth to the southeast reveals a narrow Floyd | gravel path. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn off light" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN OFF LIGHT Floyd | Floyd | You switch the flashlight off. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Family Plot day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the iron door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Path Behind the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Path Behind the House Floyd | A gravel path starts here at the back door of the house, and marks a Floyd | trail nearly overgrown by weeds and briars. It disappears into the Floyd | undergrowth to the northwest, framed by crooked trees with overhanging Floyd | branches that seem to form a stunted, jagged archway into the dim Floyd | recesses of the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Where once pots and skillets and various utensils hung in profusion, Floyd | the kitchen walls are now merely ranks of dusty cabinets and a forest Floyd | of empty hooks. Doorways lead east and south, a small pantry lies to Floyd | the northwest, and the back door to the north leads out of the house. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see a cardboard box (in which are some newspaper Floyd | clippings) here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the back door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Back Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Back Hall Floyd | A short hallway, connecting rooms to the east, west and south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | (opening the front door first) Floyd | Floyd | Outside the House Floyd | The lane runs up from the southeast and ends at a wide clearing Floyd | surrounded by gnarled and ancient trees. A wide, curving driveway runs Floyd | up to the front door of your house, which lies north. Floyd | Floyd | The front door stands open to the north. Floyd | Floyd | The Verlac mansion looms before you, casting an air of menace over the Floyd | clearing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "lock door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You lock the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "se" | ||
Floyd ] Scenic View day two Floyd | Floyd | > SE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Scenic View Floyd | The treeline falls away on the north side of this northwest-northeast Floyd | bend in the road, giving way to a panoramic view of the Miskaton River Floyd | Valley and the grubby little town of Anchorhead nestled within it. Floyd | From here you can see the paper mill almost directly to the north; the Floyd | solitary lighthouse and surrounding ocean to the northeast; and the Floyd | dilapidated stone church below you to the east. Winding through it all Floyd | is the oily black ribbon of the Miskaton, and almost directly in the Floyd | center lies the little clearing of Town Square. You can just make out Floyd | the shape of the obelisk from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||
Floyd ] Chilly Avenue day two Floyd | Floyd | > NE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Chilly Avenue Floyd | Perhaps it is merely the effect of some unwholesome vapour rising from Floyd | the murky waters of the nearby Miskaton, but the temperature along Floyd | this street seems perceptibly cooler than normal, even for a New Floyd | England autumn. Two dirt roads lead south and southwest, into the Floyd | dense woods at the edge of town. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Riverwalk day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Riverwalk Floyd | A low, irregular brick wall to the north divides this street from the Floyd | steep, mud-slick banks of the sinuous Miskaton, while a rusty iron Floyd | gate provides access to a precarious flight of stone steps leading Floyd | down the bank to the water's edge. The street bends south here, Floyd | turning into a misty avenue between the trees. The town square lies Floyd | west, a vacant lot lies east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Vacant Lot Floyd | Where once a building stood, there is now only cracked pavement and Floyd | rampant weeds. A high chain-link fence surrounds this vacant lot; the Floyd | only breaks lie to the west and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | The old man looks up at you with fawning admiration. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "show skull to man" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > SHOW SKULL TO MAN Floyd | Floyd | The old man starts visibly when you show him the skull. "What about Floyd | it?" he mutters. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about skull" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT SKULL Floyd | Floyd | "I don't know what you're talking about, so I don't," says the old Floyd | man, but it's plain he's hiding something. He tries to crawl away, but Floyd | is plainly too weak, and settles instead for rolling over on the Floyd | mattress to face the other direction. "You're speaking gibberish. Go Floyd | away." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about william" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT WILLIAM Floyd | Floyd | "All I care to tell of that tragedy, I've told," the old man says Floyd | quietly, not looking at you. "I've no wish to speak of it again." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about skull" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT SKULL Floyd | Floyd | The old man bares his teeth. "You can't prove it! You can't prove Floyd | anything, so you can't!" Floyd | Floyd | A flurry of dead leaves goes skittering along the ground, swirling Floyd | past you in the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "g" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > G Floyd | Floyd | "I'll not listen to lies!" screeches the old man, clapping his hands Floyd | to his ears. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "g" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > G Floyd | Floyd | "I'll not listen to lies!" screeches the old man, clapping his hands Floyd | to his ears. Floyd | Floyd | A flurry of dead leaves goes skittering along the ground, swirling Floyd | past you in the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take key" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE KEY Floyd | Floyd | (the small copper key) Floyd | "Mine!" the old man hisses, clapping his hands onto his chest as Floyd | though you were about to frisk him for it. "It's mine, and I won't let Floyd | it go!" Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "Maybe tell him about the coffin?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "tell man about coffin" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > TELL MAN ABOUT COFFIN Floyd | Floyd | "I told you about that already," snaps the old man. "Why don't you Floyd | leave me alone?" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask man about coffin" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > ASK MAN ABOUT COFFIN Floyd | Floyd | "I told you about that already," snaps the old man. "Why don't you Floyd | leave me alone?" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "show gold locket to man" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > SHOW GOLD LOCKET TO MAN Floyd | Floyd | You won't get much of a response. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open gold locket" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN GOLD LOCKET Floyd | Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to open the wedding ring. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open locket" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN LOCKET Floyd | Floyd | You open the silver locket, revealing a boy's picture. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing your trenchcoat, your clothes and your wedding ring; Floyd | in addition, you have in your hands an animal's skull, a keyring, on Floyd | which are four keys (an old-fashioned brass key, an old-fashioned iron Floyd | key, a key to the house and a key to the cellar), a newspaper and a Floyd | broom. Floyd | Floyd | The pockets of your trenchcoat contain a letter opener, a strange Floyd | metal flute, a puzzle box (which is closed), a flask (which is Floyd | closed), a slip of paper, Michael's faculty card, a bundle of soggy Floyd | pages, a silver locket, a family album, a flashlight, a book of Floyd | matches with six matches left, a torn journal, a typewritten notice, a Floyd | lantern, your umbrella and a towel. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Did we not pick up the gold locket?" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "show boy's picture to man" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two
Floyd |
Floyd | > SHOW BOY'S PICTURE TO MAN
Floyd |
Floyd | (first taking the silver locket)
Floyd | (slipping the newspaper into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a
Floyd | hand free)
Floyd | The bum makes no move to take the locket, but he stares at the boy's
Floyd | picture inside with something akin to fear. "Ayuh," he whispers
Floyd | hoarsely, "that's him, so it is. That's the boy. That's William."
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "show box to man" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > SHOW BOX TO MAN Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the puzzle box) Floyd | (slipping the keyring into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a hand Floyd | free) Floyd | The old man stares at the puzzle box blankly, not sure what you want Floyd | him to do with it. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Apparently not." | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "show pages to man" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > SHOW PAGES TO MAN Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the bundle of soggy pages) Floyd | (slipping the animal's skull into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get Floyd | a hand free) Floyd | The old man stares at the bundle of soggy pages blankly, not sure what Floyd | you want him to do with it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take pages" | ||
Floyd ] Vacant Lot day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE PAGES Floyd | Floyd | You already have that. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "I guess go get the gold locket?" | |
Jacqueline says, "sure" | ||
DavidW says, "I assumed we picked it up, in the way boxes of clippings are auto-picked up." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Riverwalk day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Riverwalk Floyd | A low, irregular brick wall to the north divides this street from the Floyd | steep, mud-slick banks of the sinuous Miskaton, while a rusty iron Floyd | gate provides access to a precarious flight of stone steps leading Floyd | down the bank to the water's edge. The street bends south here, Floyd | turning into a misty avenue between the trees. The town square lies Floyd | west, a vacant lot lies east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Chilly Avenue day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Chilly Avenue Floyd | Perhaps it is merely the effect of some unwholesome vapour rising from Floyd | the murky waters of the nearby Miskaton, but the temperature along Floyd | this street seems perceptibly cooler than normal, even for a New Floyd | England autumn. Two dirt roads lead south and southwest, into the Floyd | dense woods at the edge of town. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||
Floyd ] Scenic View day two Floyd | Floyd | > SW Floyd | Floyd | The ground begins to rise sharply as the road climbs up into the hills Floyd | south of town. Floyd | Floyd | Scenic View Floyd | The treeline falls away on the north side of this northwest-northeast Floyd | bend in the road, giving way to a panoramic view of the Miskaton River Floyd | Valley and the grubby little town of Anchorhead nestled within it. Floyd | From here you can see the paper mill almost directly to the north; the Floyd | solitary lighthouse and surrounding ocean to the northeast; and the Floyd | dilapidated stone church below you to the east. Winding through it all Floyd | is the oily black ribbon of the Miskaton, and almost directly in the Floyd | center lies the little clearing of Town Square. You can just make out Floyd | the shape of the obelisk from here. Floyd | Floyd | The cold wind cuts through your clothes, chilling you to the bone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Outside the House Floyd | The lane runs up from the southeast and ends at a wide clearing Floyd | surrounded by gnarled and ancient trees. A wide, curving driveway runs Floyd | up to the front door of your house, which lies north. Floyd | Floyd | The Verlac mansion looms before you, casting an air of menace over the Floyd | clearing. Floyd | Floyd | A flurry of dead leaves goes skittering along the ground, swirling Floyd | past you in the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the keyring) Floyd | (slipping the silver locket into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get Floyd | a hand free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | You unlock the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the front door first) Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | The front door stands open to the south. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | A rickety wooden ladder stands here, descending from a three-foot by Floyd | three-foot square of darkness in the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | The ancient rungs creak alarmingly as you ascend. Floyd | Floyd | Attic Floyd | It's much cooler up here than in the rest of the house, and you find Floyd | it hard to suppress a shiver. Grotesque, looming shadows crawl across Floyd | the low, slanted ceiling, and the dust hangs thick and motionless in Floyd | the air. To the west the ceiling dips even lower until the space Floyd | beneath leaves hardly room enough to crawl, while to the north stands Floyd | a wooden door, draped in shadows and half-hidden by the slanting Floyd | eaves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Attic Cell Floyd | A cramped little annex off the main attic, with a tiny, shuttered Floyd | window high up on the north wall. A pile of mouldering straw in the Floyd | corner and what looks like pencil marks on the lower part of the walls Floyd | seem to indicate that someone lived here once. Or, possibly, was kept Floyd | here. Floyd | Floyd | Lying amongst the filthy straw is a gold locket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take locket" | ||
Floyd ] Attic Cell day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE LOCKET Floyd | Floyd | (the gold locket) Floyd | (slipping the puzzle box into the pocket of your trenchcoat to get a Floyd | hand free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Attic Floyd | It's much cooler up here than in the rest of the house, and you find Floyd | it hard to suppress a shiver. Grotesque, looming shadows crawl across Floyd | the low, slanted ceiling, and the dust hangs thick and motionless in Floyd | the air. To the west the ceiling dips even lower until the space Floyd | beneath leaves hardly room enough to crawl, while to the north stands Floyd | a wooden door, draped in shadows and half-hidden by the slanting Floyd | eaves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look west" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK WEST Floyd | Floyd | You see nothing special to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x ceiling" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > X CEILING Floyd | Floyd | You see nothing special above you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x eaves" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > X EAVES Floyd | Floyd | You needn't worry about that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x shadows" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > X SHADOWS Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Darkness day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and you can't see a thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn on light" | ||
Floyd ] Crawlspace day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON LIGHT Floyd | Floyd | The flashlight emits a warm yellow beam. Floyd | Floyd | Crawlspace Floyd | The ceiling descends here to no more than three feet from the floor; Floyd | you are forced to crawl through the cramped darkness on your hands and Floyd | knees. To the east the attic becomes more spacious, while the Floyd | northwest corner opens into an oddly-angled corridor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Crawlspace day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | As you make your way down the corridor, you begin to get dizzy, then Floyd | nauseous. Lines seem to cross without bending, the ceiling becomes the Floyd | walls and the floor becomes the ceiling. Half-blind, unsure even of Floyd | which direction you were going in, you stagger forward and suddenly Floyd | find yourself in a... Floyd | Floyd | Crawlspace Floyd | The ceiling descends here to no more than three feet from the floor; Floyd | you are forced to crawl through the cramped darkness on your hands and Floyd | knees. To the east the attic becomes more spacious, while the Floyd | northwest corner opens into an oddly-angled corridor. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "I guess we need that elusive amulet here." | |
DavidW says, "hm. I guess we need a guide of some sort." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Attic day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Attic Floyd | It's much cooler up here than in the rest of the house, and you find Floyd | it hard to suppress a shiver. Grotesque, looming shadows crawl across Floyd | the low, slanted ceiling, and the dust hangs thick and motionless in Floyd | the air. To the west the ceiling dips even lower until the space Floyd | beneath leaves hardly room enough to crawl, while to the north stands Floyd | a wooden door, draped in shadows and half-hidden by the slanting Floyd | eaves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Hall day two Floyd | Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | The ancient rungs creak alarmingly as you descend. Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Hall Floyd | The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle Floyd | of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south. Floyd | Floyd | A rickety wooden ladder stands here, descending from a three-foot by Floyd | three-foot square of darkness in the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "We've... not gone into the cellar yet, right?" | |
DavidW says, "Cellar, yes. Wine cellar, no." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "At least not the wine cellar." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Oh, my bad" | ||
DavidW says, "We also ignored the fuse box." | ||
DavidW says, "I want to find gloves first before touching a fuse box in a horror game." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upstairs Landing Floyd | A narrow hallway runs east, from the top of the stairs down the length Floyd | of the house. To the north, directly opposite the stairs, is the Floyd | master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn off light" | ||
Floyd ] Upstairs Landing day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN OFF LIGHT Floyd | Floyd | You switch the flashlight off. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | (opening the front door first) Floyd | Floyd | Outside the House Floyd | The lane runs up from the southeast and ends at a wide clearing Floyd | surrounded by gnarled and ancient trees. A wide, curving driveway runs Floyd | up to the front door of your house, which lies north. Floyd | Floyd | The front door stands open to the north. Floyd | Floyd | The Verlac mansion looms before you, casting an air of menace over the Floyd | clearing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Gloves? That's what SAVE is for" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "lock door" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOCK DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You lock the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I know." | |
DavidW asks, "Shall we see?" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Outside the House day two Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Outside the House Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | (opening the front door first) Floyd | Floyd | Foyer Floyd | Although it appears spacious from the outside, the house's interior Floyd | feels cramped and gloomy. The walls seem too close together; the Floyd | ceiling is too high. The doorways, leading in several directions, are Floyd | narrow and filled with shadows, and the stairs leading up to the Floyd | second floor are steep and rickety. This is not a house that makes you Floyd | feel welcome. It is a house that makes you feel tiny and timid, and Floyd | afraid of dark places. It is a house that makes you feel alone. Floyd | Floyd | The front door stands open to the south. Floyd | Floyd | Your luggage is still here, spread out all over the foyer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Foyer day two Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the front door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dining Room day two Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dining Room Floyd | Much of the elegance has faded from this room. The huge dining table Floyd | running the length of it is covered with a thick gray film of dust, Floyd | and the china cupboard standing against the far wall is draped in Floyd | shadow. Doorways to the north and east offer little relief from the Floyd | gloom. For what must be the hundredth time, you wish you could open Floyd | the windows in this place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Where once pots and skillets and various utensils hung in profusion, Floyd | the kitchen walls are now merely ranks of dusty cabinets and a forest Floyd | of empty hooks. Doorways lead east and south, a small pantry lies to Floyd | the northwest, and the back door to the north leads out of the house. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see a cardboard box (in which are some newspaper Floyd | clippings) here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||
Floyd ] Darkness day two Floyd | Floyd | > NW Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and you can't see a thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn on light" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry day two Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON LIGHT Floyd | Floyd | The flashlight emits a warm yellow beam. Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | The pantry is empty save for a layer of dust on the shelves. A door to Floyd | the south leads down to the cellar, or you can return to the kitchen Floyd | to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | The cellar door stands open, revealing dark stairs leading down. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You descend the gloomy steps into the dank cellar. Floyd | Floyd | Cellar Floyd | The old, flagstone walls gleam with unwholesome-smelling moisture, and Floyd | the sagging timbers creak uneasily above your head. Ancient, frayed Floyd | wiring festoons the ceiling like some strange species of clinging Floyd | vine. Portions of the cellar extend south and east into the clammy Floyd | darkness, though you could always beat a hasty retreat up the stairs Floyd | to the north. Floyd | Floyd | One largish bundle of wires leads down to a rusty old fuse cabinet Floyd | bolted to the far wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf5" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > SAVE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to write: Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open cabinet" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN CABINET Floyd | Floyd | It takes some grumbling and some tugging and finally a good, sharp Floyd | yank, but the cabinet finally pops open. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline exclaims, "Stick your fingers in there!" | |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in cabinet" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK IN CABINET Floyd | Floyd | There's about two dozen fuses lined up in there, the old-fashioned Floyd | kind that look like round, glass plugs. Every last one of them is Floyd | blown. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "search fuses" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH FUSES Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take fuse" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE FUSE Floyd | Floyd | You pull one of the fuses out and try to rub some of the grime off. Floyd | Sure enough, the little metal strip inside is melted to a black, Floyd | twisted cinder. With a sigh, you plug it back into its socket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "read fuses" | ||
Floyd ] Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > READ FUSES Floyd | Floyd | There's nothing written on the fuse plugs. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Wine Cellar Floyd | This wing of the cellar is even older than the rest, with walls of Floyd | piled, unmortared stone. The entire room is filled with wine racks. Floyd | They cover every wall except for one spot to the west, where an exit Floyd | leads back to the main cellar. Floyd | Floyd | All of the racks are dust-covered and empty except for one against the Floyd | north wall, which contains some forty or fifty dark bottles. Floyd | Floyd | You are reminded of something Michael told you during the long drive Floyd | up: about how when the police arrived after the shooting, they found Floyd | the wine cellar in a shambles -- nearly every bottle thrown to the Floyd | floor and shattered, and the whole place reeking of rotted grapes. All Floyd | except the bottles in the north rack. None of those had been touched. Floyd | No one could posit a motive for it. Floyd | Floyd | You smile a bit, recalling your husband's ability to turn a piece of Floyd | insignificant trivia into a compelling story. Still, though, now that Floyd | you're actually standing here... it all seems very strange. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x wine" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > X WINE Floyd | Floyd | Which do you mean, the wine racks or the wine bottles? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "bottles" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > BOTTLES Floyd | Floyd | Row after row of smooth, dust-covered glass. The wine inside is dark Floyd | and murky, reminding you, somewhat irrationally, of blood. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "take bottle" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE BOTTLE Floyd | Floyd | Strange; the bottles all seem to be fixed in place. They won't come Floyd | out of the rack no matter how you tug at them. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x racks" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > X RACKS Floyd | Floyd | These racks must have at one time contained hundreds upon hundreds of Floyd | wine bottles. Idly, you wonder which member of the family developed Floyd | such a taste for what would have been, for the first few generations Floyd | at least, a sinful vice of the basest kind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull rack" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > PULL RACK Floyd | Floyd | That would accomplish very little. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "push rack" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH RACK Floyd | Floyd | The wine racks won't budge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "search bottles" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH BOTTLES Floyd | Floyd | There are dozens of bottles here. You glance over the rows, but Floyd | nothing jumps out at you as immediately odd. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > LISTEN Floyd | Floyd | You hear nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "smell" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > SMELL Floyd | Floyd | You smell nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I don't know the secret of the wine rack" | |
DavidW says, "I don't have a vague memory of it either." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Surely it's written in a hidden diary." | ||
Jacqueline says, "I have a guess." | ||
DavidW says, "Stapled to the bell in the church tower, no doubt." | ||
DavidW asks (of Jacqueline), "yes?" | ||
Jacqueline says, "Weird that everything is fixed in place. Wondering if it's a secret door." | ||
DavidW says, "That's why I tried push/pull." | ||
Jacqueline says, "Yeah" | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "play flute" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > PLAY FLUTE Floyd | Floyd | (the strange metal flute) Floyd | (first taking the strange metal flute) Floyd | (slipping the bundle of soggy pages into the pocket of your trenchcoat Floyd | to get a hand free) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | You blow an open chord into the little flute, and it resonates with an Floyd | eerie, metallic warble. The sound lingers in the air for a moment, Floyd | then gently fades away. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Probablyy, yes." | |
DavidW says, "I wonder if the flute would help in the crawlspace or not." | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "cover first hole" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > COVER FIRST HOLE Floyd | Floyd | You place your finger over the first flute hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "play flute" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > PLAY FLUTE Floyd | Floyd | (the strange metal flute) Floyd | The flute emits an eerie, almost sub-sonic note. The sound lingers in Floyd | the air for a moment, then gently fades away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "cover second hole" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > COVER SECOND HOLE Floyd | Floyd | You place your finger over the second flute hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "play flute" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > PLAY FLUTE Floyd | Floyd | (the strange metal flute) Floyd | The flute emits an odd mixture of metallic, warbling notes which Floyd | intertwine and harmonize eerily with each other. The sound lingers in Floyd | the air for a moment, then gently fades away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "cover third hole" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > COVER THIRD HOLE Floyd | Floyd | You place your finger over the third flute hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "play flute" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > PLAY FLUTE Floyd | Floyd | (the strange metal flute) Floyd | The flute emits an odd mixture of metallic, warbling notes which Floyd | intertwine and harmonize eerily with each other. The sound lingers in Floyd | the air for a moment, then gently fades away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "cover fourth hole" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > COVER FOURTH HOLE Floyd | Floyd | You place your finger over the fourth flute hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "play flute" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > PLAY FLUTE Floyd | Floyd | (the strange metal flute) Floyd | The flute emits an odd mixture of metallic, warbling notes which Floyd | intertwine and harmonize eerily with each other. The sound lingers in Floyd | the air for a moment, then gently fades away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "cover fifth hole" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > COVER FIFTH HOLE Floyd | Floyd | You place your finger over the fifth flute hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "play flute" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > PLAY FLUTE Floyd | Floyd | (the strange metal flute) Floyd | The flute emits an odd mixture of metallic, warbling notes which Floyd | intertwine and harmonize eerily with each other. The sound lingers in Floyd | the air for a moment, then gently fades away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "cover sixth hole" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > COVER SIXTH HOLE Floyd | Floyd | You place your finger over the sixth flute hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "play flute" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two Floyd | Floyd | > PLAY FLUTE Floyd | Floyd | (the strange metal flute) Floyd | The flute emits an odd mixture of metallic, warbling notes which Floyd | intertwine and harmonize eerily with each other. The sound lingers in Floyd | the air for a moment, then gently fades away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
DavidW says (to Floyd), "cover seventh hole" | ||
Floyd ] Wine Cellar day two
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Floyd | > COVER SEVENTH HOLE
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