Corrective Labour Camp 234

[kabukiman]

Korovin is ready for any action...

[Cearlan]

As you head towards the high window all you can see is the swirling snow outside. It dawns on you that this room is almost as cold as it is outside, you can see the breath of your comrades crystallising in the air in front of them. Suddenly there is a loud bang behind you and as one you all spin round towards the part open door weapons aimed and ready to fire. there are several more bangs in quick succession.

Roll your Luck please

Successful rolls,As you are in a position to see through the part open doorway, you can see into the room beyond and see that a window is open and is banging against it's frame. From what you can see the room looks as though it could be some sort of radio room perhaps.

Failed rolls,the heightened tension of the situation, and the banging from the unknown source adds up to ramp your tension up a little more. You are starting to sweat a little, despite the freezing conditions in here SAN roll please 0/1 SAN loss.

[kabukiman]

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4484508/

Korovin is relieved with what he saw.
-It's just this cursed wind. I'l go see if there is anything there.

[Mr. Handy]

Viktor is positioned well to see through the door.

"It looks like a radio room," he says.

[Priest]

Luck,55% 1d100 → [79] = (79) http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4485459/

San,Current 46% 1d100 → [54] = (54) http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4485460/ Fail so current san now 45%

Melnikov jumps at the sudden noise and spins fast to cover the doorway - just the wind. Still he was getting nervy his finger had momentarilly rested on the trigger of the PK, he had been within a hairs breadth of unleashing a hail of lead towards the doorway.

He grinned, nervously, and turned forward to cover the others as they move forward,

Melnikov thinking:   This shit is beginning to get to me

[DrPeterson]

Luck,[dice]0[/dice]

Sanity,[dice]1[/dice]

Kozlov's heart skipped a beat. Instinct made him spin around and aim his weapon at whatever was making the noise.

He's acutely conscious of the bead of sweat slowly rolling down the side of his face.


"Radio room? See if you can find any transcripts or logs. After that, we move on, we still have some distance to cover to the objective."

[Mr. Handy]

"Da, Comrade Kapitan," says Viktor. He enters the room beyond and makes sure it is clear before starting a search.

[Cearlan]

The equipment in the offivce appears to be very old, for example the manual typewriters are at least 25 years old with the ribbons having been re-dyed several times n the past. The cast iron stoves do not appear to have been used in a very long time.

On the wall by the doorway into the radio room is a calendar, obviously hand made, with the last date marked off being the 19th August 1991, the day of the announcement of the coup in Moscow.

Sirko looks through the filing cabinets, which open with a loud screech, followed by a low curse. After a moment or two he calls out "Comrade Kapitan, this may be interesting ... I cannot see any staff movements since 1979." After a few moments more he adds, "And that goes for the prisoners as well! No-one in and no one out either."

Viktor,A look at the radio room reveals that it has been designed to receive long range transmissions, but not to transmit them. The radio has been damaged. The room is freezing cold and you shut the window to try and shelter the inside of the building from the storms outside. There are no logs or transcripts visible.

[DrPeterson]

Kozlov moves up to Sirko and looks at some of the papers.

"Weird...who was the last commander of this base?"


He casts another look around the room and then nods at his men.

"All right, time to move out. Let's head back to the vehicles. Eyes open!"


He wasn't liking any of this, corpse heaps were one thing, but this blasted wind...

[Mr. Handy]

"The radio is useless to us," says Viktor as he heads out with the others. "It is not only damaged, it can only receive and not transmit. I saw no logs or transcripts. We are not going to see what is behind the other doors, then?"

[kabukiman]

-Maybe this camp was forgoten? Or simply had some kind of traitors that the state didn't wanted to see in comunication with others? Anyway, it isn't our business.

[Priest]

Melnikov continues to watch the doorway.

Melnikov thinking:   Let others do the looking, I'l do my job and cover their backs.

[DrPeterson]

"We have wasted enough time in this hole as it is. We need to get to our objective."


Kozlov starts moving towards the exit.

[Mr. Handy]

"Yes, Comrade Kapitan," says Viktor, following. He appreciates the need to get there quickly, and now that he considers it he's relieved to be getting out of this place.

[kabukiman]

Korovin nods and prepares himself, happy to leave this place of strange deaths.

[Cearlan]

As the group start to head out of the building Sirko slowly pushes the door in the corridor and sees a spartan set of living quarters containing a bed, some drawers and wardrobe and a desk. On the ceiling above the bed is a mural, a stylized image of some giant being appears to be standing astride the onion-topped spires of St. Basil’s cathedral and the walls of the Kremlin. Lenin’s tomb is crushed underfoot and men and war machines are scattered like leaves before a gale.

Here the camp commander would lay in his bed as he contemplated the will of the giant. It is his own vanity that saw the giant’s will as complimentary to his dreams of revenge against the men who left him here to die.

[Mr. Handy]

That mural could be regarded as treasonous, thinks Viktor. It doesn't matter much now, though. The man is most likely dead,

[Cearlan]

You head out into the cold once more and the sound of the whistling wind through the radio tower sounds mournful ... almost as mournful as the morbid atmosphere that permeated this labour camp. What happened here you may never know. It actually seems warmer out here than it did in the cabin ... not by much, but slightly warmer.

OOC:   Spot Hidden roll please.

[DrPeterson]

Spot Hidden-success,[dice]0[/dice]

[Cearlan]

Kozlov and others passing their Spot Hidden roll,As you oversee the group exit the building a sudden drop in the wind-driven flurries show a building further into the compound. Was that movement in the window, You instantly raise your rifle to your eye and use your scope to see more detail, which you can before the flurries of snow once more obliterate your line of sight.