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"There's an automatic pistol and a full magazine in here for someone," says Benjamin. "Looks like the poor guy was trying to reload when he bought it. It doesn't bode well that a full magazine wasn't enough to bring down whatever killed him, but we do have M16s. Those should serve us better."

Entering the office, Amanda couldn’t help but see the mangled body on the sofa…

SAN (69) 1d100

No SAN loss, so you’re free to act.

Randy pounded the stairs back up to Harold.

"Someone before us opened a box of electronics parts then brought them up here, or maybe continued on to wherever Gavin has gone. But if they had gone to the trouble of doing that, maybe they were doing some electronics repairs, maybe they had a soldering iron?"

"I have a pocket knife, by the way. It does have a screwdriver attachment."

"Hey, Gavin! You OK? Can you please stop wandering off by yourself? And look out for a soldering iron!"

Randy started hunting around in the server room for any signs of someone tinkering with electronics. Or a soldering iron.

Can I have a spot hidden roll, please?

Randy doesn’t find anything of note.

"I wouldnt trust that... Wathever did this to here broke down metal gates, I got the feeling we wont fare that well."

With the new information from Randy, Harold also begins searching for any signs of someone tinkering with the electronics, hoping to find the soldering iron that they might have been using.

OOC:   I’m assuming that would be a spot hidden…

Spot Hidden 30%

1d100

fail

"I understand that, ma'am," says Benjamin quietly. "I just didn't want to hurt morale."

"Hmmm. Understood, lets continue."

Pushing open the door, Gavin sees a neatly appointed office, sparse but nicely decorated. A tasteful photograph of a warm, sandy beach hung above a large oak desk, and a small table on the back wall had a collection of decorative sea shells on display.

The desk was clean and organized, with a pencil holder, empty document trays, computer monitor and keyboard, their wires passing through a hole in the desktop. There was also a photograph of a pretty, middle-aged woman holding a young girl in her lap.

In the high-back leather office chair behind the desk was the body of a well-dressed man in a casual dress shirt. His head was flipped back with his mouth wide open, a dark red spatter haloing his head on the wall behind him…

OOC:   SAN roll, please (0/1d3)

Despite searching the server room for ten minutes or more, Harold and Randy failed to find anything of use.

While Bill and Boyd waited in the lobby, Amanda and Benjamin inspected the room.

OOC:   If you’re looking around can I have spot hidden rolls, please? What’s Boyd doing?

I already made a roll, and failed. Do I get to roll again now?

With Amanda’s help to search the room (Bill will also venture inside) you can try again.

Spot hidden (40) 1d100

Edit: unsuccessful.

"We better see how Gavin is getting on."

Randy started up the corridor that presumably Gavin had headed to. "Gavin! Are you OK? Stop wandering off by yourself, we need to stick together to protect each other."

Benjamin conducts a thorough search.

Spot Hidden roll (30% skill) searching the office again:
d%

Can I have a SAN roll, please?