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Casting the useless fragment of paper aside, Cynthia makes haste to follow the others upstairs.

Spot Hidden in Lamp Room (1d100=66) / 40% - Fail

The frigid air blowing through the open doorway onto the walkway stings my eyes and I cannot see momentarily. "My Eyes" I call out as I grope for something to grab onto

William doesn't notice anything else. He holds out his arm for Carruthers to grip.

Claire nods quietly to Aidan and continues up.

I see a shape extend towards me and jump slightly startled but soon realise that it is only William's arm which I grab gratefully. "Thank you William" I manage to cough and splutter as I regain my balance and wipe tears from my stinging eyes. "That's better noo ... What can we see frae up here then?" I look out to sea and see if I can see any boats out on the water through the rime encrusted windows ... or at least I pray it's salt-water residue and nothing else.

"Any time," says William. He peers out of the windows. "I cannae see any boat, but let me try to signal with the magnifying glass." He uses it to try to catch the sun and shine it out to sea in the direction of the mainland.

Despite the occasional blasts of cold air William attempts to use the glass to reflect the setting sun's rays. Cynthia swiftly followed by Claire soon follow into the lamp room. From below the sound of Emily crooning some Irish song attests to her remaining downstairs with Aidan.

OOC:   William please roll luck. Everyone else, Carruthers, Cynthia and Claire please roll Spot HIddens.

Cynthia looks around. [dice]0[/dice]

She spots something!

For once, luck is with William.

Casting his eyes around Carruthers still cannot see anything of note Spot Hidden (1d100=67) / 40% - fail

Both Cynthia and Claire notice a small boat some distance off to the east making for the island.
William is having some success with using the glass to reflect light, but realises that something larger is needed. Fortunately the remains of the magnifying glass behind the bulb will furnish the required amount.

"Look!," says Claire, pointing to the east. "There's a small boat over there, heading towards the island. Try to signal in that direction."

William nods and uses the remains of the larger magnifying glass to try to signal the boat, now that Claire has pointed it out.

Cynthia: Oh, thank Heavens! At last we'll be able to get off this beastly, beastly rock!

I sigh before saying to Cynthia; "Aye there are many places I'd rather be right noo, but being on this infernal rock meant that you, that we all would have drooned oot there lassie. Always remember that the good Lord moves in mysterious ways, His wonders to perform."

Indeed a small boat can be seen heading for the rocky beach where you had first landed. On the deck several figures dressed in yellow oilskins can be seen looking towards your sanctuary. From the wheelhouse a flicker of light answers William's furious signaling, it appears regular and rythmic.
You estimate that the boat will land in about four minutes.

OOC:   I was going to say "...a flicker of light answers William's furious flashing." But it didn't quite have the same ring to it.

"Does anyone know Morse code?" asks William. "If so, we could talk to them and try to warn them of the danger. Otherwise, we'd best go down to meet them when they land."

Cynthia: Not the sort of thing they see fit to teach to girls. Too useful you know. Maybe just SOS? It's dot, dot, dot, dash, dash, dash, dot, dot, dot.... Read that somewhere.