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”Well, I can put it in the oven but it won’t be at its best. If you’re going to be late, it would only be polite to let me know so as food isn’t wasted.” she said. She put Lawrence’s dinner on a covered plate in the oven and then they say down to eat their meal. Half an hour later, they were drinki...

https://i.postimg.cc/5ydS3TGT/IMG-0627.jpg Charlie walked over and stood in front of Safiya . ”Miss,” he said, kneeling down so he could look her in the eye. Something his dad had mentioned once upon a time. ”Miss, I know it’s scary, but we need to get out of here. We’re just kids, we can’t carry y...

The room was tastefully decorated although minimally furnished, with just the table and chairs and a sideboard. The heavyset man who had dragged Lawrence into the room stood behind him. Off to one side, by one of two large windows overlooking a carefully manicured lawn, stood another man, tall and d...

”Are we gonna stand here talking or are we gonna get moving?!” snapped Charlie impatiently. Mention of what had happened to him down by the lakeside was just making him more nervous and edgy than he already was!

Saturday March 14th, 1931 6.00pm Hebert House, Middle Ridge Road, Johnson Bayou, Cameron Parish, Louisiana Mrs Hebert and her daughters prepared the evening meal, steamed fish with vegetables. As she laid the table, she noticed that only three of her guests were present. ”Will your friend by joinin...

Gavin found a toolbox with screwdrivers, a hammer and some nails, as well as some timber wedges that could be used to prop open doors, but no soldering iron. In the north east and south east corners of the room, corridors lead away from the room. The south west corridor lead a short way to a dead e...

1d100 Lawrence tried to twist out of the man’s grip but was rewarded with fists like two iron clamps, gripping his forearms tightly. ”Don’t be a fool, man,” came the voice from behind him, pushing him forwards, towards the fence. ”Climb over,” came the instruction, and Lawrence could feel the man’s...

Thanks, JP.

Is that cover for a potential Miskatonic Repository publication? (Or is it already on there?)

The lift lurched suddenly as the button was depressed and it descended to the floor below. As the room came into view, they could see it contained a fully-stocked machine shop that included welding equipment, anvil, industrial lathe, and racks of raw metal for fabrication. In the corner was an air c...

”Great!” sighed Charlie. That was the last place he wanted to go!

I get why Des is being picked on. It doesn’t mean she thinks it’s fair though!

”Is that it?” asked Des, pushing herself to feet. ”What about… you know?” She subtly nodded in the direction of Mrs Evans.

Searching the garage, the party found a few things of interest. A couple of spools of wire and some empty metal containers would make for a simple tripwire alarm. On the western side of the building, they also found a cargo lift set into the floor, with an upright column in one corner, atop of which...

Not liking the look of the traffic, Kris clicked the central locking on, hearing the ‘clunk’ as the locks engaged. He’d look pretty foolish if the car was stationary and someone just walked up and opened the doors.

”Well look, you’re with us now,” said Charlie. ”If we stick together, we’ll get out of here.”

He held onto the bat firmly, seeking reassurance in its wooden solidity.

https://i.postimg.cc/9FnPV4kz/347-BC02-E-E948-4876-A657-69929-A37-E459.jpg ”Fanks,” Des muttered from behind Izzy , then looking past her to the preacher, she said, ”Anyway, who’s t’ blame?! No work, no benefits! Get sanctioned f’r turnin’ up two minutes late! Pick on dem heartless bastids, not me!”