Ashgate #1 - Game Thread

You can still hear the music.

 

Walking up to the desk, I open the drawers, picking up and examining each object before laying them on the desk.

 

You decide to walk over to the desk. The drawers are still open from the last time you went through them, but you figure it couldn't hurt to check them once more. You lay the contents of each drawer out onto the desk. There is nothing of use here.

 

I check my pockets, remembering how I had waited so long last time

 

You check your pockets. The photo is still gone, and there doesn't seem to be anything else in there but lint.

Inventory: Bandage x2, LVL1 Keycard, Pocket Lint.

 

I take a few cursory steps down the hallway, looking around in each direction.

 

You cautiously walk down the corridor. As you previously suspected, there didn't seem to be anything else in this corridor other then your room behind you. As you look at the left wall, you feel as if you're forgetting something important about this corridor. You dismiss the feeling, and proceed to the end. As you look at the butterfly blood splatter, there is no-one to be seen.

What do you do?

Inventory: Bandage x2, LVL1 Keycard, Pocket Lint.

 

Look for any trails of a fight that happened here

 

You didn't pay it much mind before, but someone was definitely killed here. The blood splatter was from someone being pinned against the wall - their arms and legs spread like delicate butterfly wings. The trail definitely led to the body, or where the body was disposed of. As you mull over what could possibly pull off such a feat of strength, you feel the presence creep up behind you again. It searches your pockets like before, and lets out a whimper of disappointment. It has to be that women again. Remembering your violent death just moments earlier, you freeze in place. The women notices your reaction, and lets out an annoyed growl.

"What, you think I'm going to hurt you?"

You are at a loss of words. You are certain that this was the culprit of your previous, vicious death. Comes to think of it, there were no signs of your previous death at all. Weird. You rack your brain, wondering what exactly you've done differently, but nothing really comes to mind. You decide for now, not to make any sudden movements.

Will you speak to the women?

(Critical Moment)
Inventory: Bandage x2, LVL1 Keycard, Pocket Lint.

 

I ask her about the blood on the wall hoping it's not from something shes done

 

You speak for the first time. Your voice is smooth, and deep. You asked the women about the beautiful spectacle in front of them.

"Ehhh...?" She whined, taken aback. "That was The Caretaker, not me!" the women closes in on you, and wraps her arms around your belly. You can feel her breasts pressed up against your back, and the involuntary twang from below. You ignore it, and look down and see a pair of light grey arms, with dark stained claws at the end. "Don't you know about The Caretaker? He's the one who keeps all of us in line. You admire his work too, don't you!? Though, we should steer clear of him..." she purred.

You raise your eyebrows. We? You couldn't stop yourself from letting out a little chuckle over her assumption. Though, if this .. "Caretaker" really was as dangerous as she says, it would probably be best to stick together.

What do you ask her next?

(Critical Moment)
Inventory: Bandage x2, LVL1 Keycard, Pocket Lint.

 

Asks if we know each other

 

Trying to pull myself free, I ask the first question that comes to my mind. "Would you come with me to the room back there? I have uh... Questions..."

 

You tug at her arms, but you remain in her death grip. You ask her if you know each other and then try to get her to go back to your room.

"Why would I? Until the incident just a few hours ago, I was locked up as well..." she answered, stroking your stomach a little. "What room are you even talking about? The way you came is a dead end. I went down there earlier, and there isn't a thing there. This place is a maze."

The more she talked, the more you realised she was probably younger then you gave her credit for. Her voice was light and playful, but had a slight air of maturity to it. You figure this... thing was in her early twenties.

What will you ask her next?

(Critical Moment)
Inventory: Bandage x2, LVL1 Keycard, Pocket Lint.

 

What is this Place ? Whats up with this Music?