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”Checking his workshop seems like a good idea.” says Thomas. ”Whatever’s going on here,” he continues, ”we’ll surely find out in there.”

"If there's a way into the tunnels, it would be there," says William. "Let's go."

OOC,Psychology roll (55% skill) about [b]Jacob[/b]: [dice]0[/dice]

Jacob lead the way to the workshop and carefully unlocked the heavy padlock. The door swung open quietly exposing the dark interior of the workshop beyond.

Jacob looked at the others uncertainly. ”Who wants to go first?” he asked.

”It’s your idea, Jacob” says Howard, eyeing him warily.

"Let's not waste time arguing about it!" Thomas says as he steps through the doorway. "The longer we stand around for, the more likely we're going to get caught."

"Let's do this. We don't exactly have a surplus of time." says Lawrence.

William follows Thomas into the workshop.

OOC,Use the ‘Spoiler-Button’ above for your spoilers, Ryan.

The workshop was approximately 20 feet wide and 15 feet deep. With little ambient light and the windows shuttered, it was very gloomy, with the contents reduced to vague shadows. Thomas just about managed to avoid kicking a pile of cardboard boxes by the door as he moved further into the darkness and by the time he reached half-way into the room, he could barely see his hand in front of his face.

William takes out his cigarette lighter and flicks a flame into life, shielding it with his hand so that it isn't visible from outside, then looks around.

The flickering flame cast eerie shadows across the room but at least the contents could be better seen.

To the left of the doorway were the cardboard boxes that Thomas had narrowly missed kicking when he first entered. Further down the wall were a shuttered window and a door that must have lead to a neighbouring room. In the far left corner, a rough wooden table top leant against the wall.

To the right of the doorway, a white sheet was nailed to the ceiling, obscuring the area directly behind the door. Beyond that, two wooden crates on trestle tables were pushed up against the back wall.

As an artist, Howard is unable to resist the act of uncovering something which obscures the literal truth of the world. He moves over to the white sheet and drawing it aside, looks behind it.

William puts his ear to the door and listens.

OOC,Listen roll (60% skill) in the workshop: [dice]0[/dice]

Thomas takes a closer look at the cardboard boxes.

Lawrence enters the room and looks at the various things inside.

William listened carefully at the door but could not hear anything. From its position, he surmised that the door is that which leads into the end-most bedroom that the group are staying in.

Thomas opened the cardboard box, to reveal a pile of neatly folded clothes, a mix of both men’s and women’s. On top of the pile were two wedding rings and an expensive-looking watch.

Howard drew back the white sheet to find a wooden table, with a blackened and scratched surface. At the furthest end from where he stood, were a pair of thick, green rubber gloves hung from a hook as well as half a dozen glass jars.

Four of the jars were half-full with a cloudy, yellow fluid, while the remaining two contained dozens of what looked like mould-spotted needles. Despite himself, Howard felt a shiver down his spine...

OOC,Sorry for the delay in updating. I seem to have had less time available over the holidays than when I’m at work! :?

OOC,I have the same problem!

“What is this?” mutters Howard. Despite the revulsion he is feeling, he picks up one of the jars of liquid to get a closer look.