More than 80 years ago, the war known as WWII broke in Europe, now, in the year of 2020 most of the world is a barren wasteland caused by the many nuclear and bio-weapon that were used by the Reich's empire of "Germania" to dominate most of the planet.
You are simple prisoners on the British penalty island that was known in the past to be the United Kingdom. A chance to escape from the terror regime came up, will you succeed?
Liz stays behind Roland, shining her lantern into the darkness and holding a rock in her other hand. He can have all the ants he wants, she thinks. I'll stick with turkey rations or roast boar while we've got them. I'm starving too, but not so much that I can't wait a bit longer. Ants aren't all that filling anyway.
"Jackpot" Kevin says as you round the corner.
You see the entrance to the showers but a side iron door with ventilation window read with faded letters "No entry, PRIVATE" below it you spot the symbol of "High voltage"
As for the showers, the floor is cracked and mold is seen in the entrance.
*(listen/2) checks please - try to beat half your listen skills.
"The most merciful thing in the world is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents."
55/2=27 (1d100=33)
Roland walks slowly towards the showers to see if they are clear. Not hearing anything odd, he announces his precense, "Anyone here?!"
TVblog The soul trembles before emptiness and desires contact at any price. Doctor Glass
"It is invigorating, being asked personal questions." "Makes one feel desired." Luv (BR2049)
Roland is greeted with silence. The entrance is slippery and mold covers the entire area, wild flora cover parts of the shower room as the wild began to conquer back what the man took many years ago through the ruined windows in the back part of the room.
The place is dark and you can spot the outline on niches. Every niche was probably a private shower for the past guests but further investigation requires a careful stepping to the room.
Trying the handle of the probably power room's door finds the door tightly closed or locked.
"The most merciful thing in the world is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents."
This place is really damp an' wet - I bet th' wood on them doors is all sof' and rotten an' we can kick 'em of th' locks or 'inges. Whaddya say - ain' nah one aroun' - let's see if we can get some juice flowin' eh?
Yeah, well, sometimes nothin' can be a real cool hand.
Roland says, "Yup to that. Gotta check the stalls over here first." He walks into the shower room and makes sure they won´t get jumped by something. "Have at the door will ya!" He raises the hammer for every corner he rounds.
TVblog The soul trembles before emptiness and desires contact at any price. Doctor Glass
"It is invigorating, being asked personal questions." "Makes one feel desired." Luv (BR2049)
"You should try to pick the lock first," says Liz to Roland, "like you did back at the mine. It'll make less noise. Once that door's open, I'll see if I can get the power back on."
"Ok, watch my back, babe."Roland checks the lock and maneuvers some pins and wires. [ur=]http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4733124/]"There it is!"[/url] He smiles at Liz, again and steps back, inviting her to try the doors.
TVblog The soul trembles before emptiness and desires contact at any price. Doctor Glass
"It is invigorating, being asked personal questions." "Makes one feel desired." Luv (BR2049)
Jeffrey and Natasha are guarding the rear, they stand in the corridor.
Roland (pass a dodgeX2 roll or slip on your back for 1hp of damage) walks into the showers as the light from behind shines through. The place is dumb and moist hangs in the air. Part of the wall, where the wooden windows were, gave way for roots of trees and the branches of high bushes. Rain probably poured from the outside to the room through the cracks and the opening, feeding the mold and slime. Sadly, Roland finds nothing in the place but small insect and beetles that flee in panic from Roland.
As for the power room, the door was indeed locked. A 6 square meters room opens before Liz. Control panels and switched, long burned and malfunctioned line the wall. A destroyed computer lies broken to the feet of a ruined table. But someone changed the wirings as everything is now connected to a generator that stands next to the left wall. Several portable and full fuel tanks lie next to the generator !! The generator is switched off.
"The most merciful thing in the world is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents."
Someone just shouted from the second floor in English.
"The generator!!"
further noise can be heard but the generator is too loud. It was a grown up deep voice of a male.
Someone lives here.
Jeffrey says and points to the stairs. Light bulb flickers from the second floor, throwing shadows all around.
"The most merciful thing in the world is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents."
"Oops," whispers Liz, slipping out of the generator room. "We've got company upstairs." Now that the lights are on, she extinguishes her lantern and puts it away in her toolbox to free up one hand.
