2, Greeenapple Acre Cottage

[Victoria Silverwolf]

"Where's the key, Emilia?" Dorothy says. "Where is it?" She doesn't really want to go back inside, but she may be the most agile person here.

[Mr. Handy]

"Yes, tell us where it is," says Sean. "We'll just have to go get it."

[HoneyDog]

Priest,Sure, Kieffer will spend the luck points. I guess he'll still have to roll for damage though?

[Priest]

Keiffer,Thinking fast and acting even faster, you leap back, turning and ducking as you go. In an almost balletic display you avoid the striking tendrils. For a brief instant you feel waves of cold hatred buffeting you as if the light was expressing annoyance at having missed its target. However, in doing so you have placed yourself outside the kitchen in the hall, further from the back door. The light now begins a flowing, liquid like movement towards you, it seems all that stands between it and you is the kitchen door… [color=#FF4000]Having successfully dodged you take no damage. Because it was attempting a Maneuver, rather than a simple lash, matching his Hard Success with a Hard Dodge was enough to avoid all contact. Your Luck is now 11. [/color]

Maynard,[ooc]You have a key, the one that is attached to the doctor's key chain.[/ooc]

[evil_scientist]

OOC:   Sorry, guys, I had a hectic weekend!

Alister Sergeant

Shocked by the unnatural turn of events, Alister just runs with the others. He regains his composure at least a bit in the barn.

"That is no ball lightning..." he mumbles to himself.

"And where is the safe, which room?" he asks Emilia.

[HoneyDog]

Kieffer

Fear seems to lend Kieffer superhuman reflexes. He manages to duck away, and before the light can reach him again, he dashes out of the kitchen and slams the door.

His heart pounds in his chest as he desperately runs for the front door – there’s no facing that thing. He doesn't look back.

Priest,Freshly edited post!

[Priest]

Keiffer,Sorry I meant you run back into the hall. With the door to the kitchen closed the 'light' is inside the kitchen. Look on the map, you will find the only other access to the outside is the front door, other than windows of course. The nearest of which is in the study (which you checked earlier) beside the fireplace, or the one in the living room beside the corpse which looks out to the garage. All windows are of simple sash design and easy to access.

[HoneyDog]

Priest,Sorry for the misunderstanding. I edited the above post - he'll go for the front door.

[Priest]

In the Garage:
With just the light of the flashlight the garage is an eerie place. Originally a barn it still has many of the implements you would expect to find in a barn, hay forks, leather straps, and in one corner even an old saddle. The wind howls around the exterior and noisily manages to find even the tiniest crack. Rainwater drips in several places leaving small pools of water that shiver and swell with each drop. A window with an inadequate sack covering provides a limited view of the outside which is occasionally lit by a lightning flash. Occasionally intense but for the main part unspectacular each flash makes you jump and shiver at the thought of what may be waiting in the cottage, and the fate of your companion…

Emelia gazes around in thought, “If I recall, grandfather kept the key on his watch chain. As for where the safe is? I have no idea, simply that he said it was in the garage”.

As she speaks you hear the sound of a door slamming outside…

[Victoria Silverwolf]

As reluctant as she is to go back inside the house, Dorothy knows they need to get that key. The prospect of facing a dead body disturbs her also, but somebody's got to do it.

"Try to find that safe," she says to Judith. "I'm going to go get that key." With a deep breath she heads back for the house, making sure to avoid the kitchen.

[Cearlan]

Maynard suddenly remembers that he has the key taken from the old man's body.

"Hang on a moment Judith. Is this the key Emilia? Here take it, where is the safe?"

[Victoria Silverwolf]

"Whew," Dorothy sighs. "That saves me a scary trip. Now let's all look for that safe."

[HoneyDog]

At this moment Kieffer appears, eyes wild with his clothing askew. “I saw it” he gasps、as he collapses to the ground.

“The light. So cold”. He gasps for breath.

“We must stop it! We won’t survive this night unless we stop it!”

He sees Emilia and gets shakily to his feet. “It’s time you started telling us what’s going on here”.

[Mr. Handy]

"Easy there," says Sean, trying to help Kieffer. "She may not know much more than we do, and she's been through hell, just like you have. The information we need is in her grandfather's journal, which is in a safe hidden somewhere in the garage. We've already got the key, so now we just need to find the safe. Let's start looking for it. I'll check the hayloft." He climbs up the stairs to start his search up there.

[HoneyDog]

Kieffer straightens his clothes and joins in the search. Maybe there is still hope...

[Priest]

The search for the safe begins as the weather continues to assault the garage. Every gust of wind makes the doors creak and shift as if they might fly open at any moment. The constant sound of rain, flung at the garage walls by each gust, rises and falls in volume depending on the strength of the wind. Meanwhile lightning continues to turn the darkness into brief moments of daylight as it vies with the rumbling thunder for dominance of the skies.

Each of you searches with haste modified by care, knowing that your lives may depend upon the finding of the doctor’s safe. Emilia proves of little help, she says that all she knows is that her grandfather had spoken of a journal kept within a safe somewhere in this garage. But where?

Aside from the Ford the garage is fairly bare. There are a few farm implements and accoutrements that speak of a bygone age; several old packing cases stacked in one corner; a empty hayloft containing nothing more than a few wisps of ancient hay and an old, battered but still serviceable storm lantern, its reservoir long dry. The walls are for the most part timber with a four foot high stone supporting wall. The floor is of hard packed earth, a discoloured area evidence of oil spillage. High above the roof is a typical New-England beamed structure again evidencing its earlier life as a barn

OOC:   Search where you will. Please make Hard Spot Hidden Rolls or Hard Luck Rolls (whichever is better). Best result wins.

As you search, Emilia suddenly points out through the sack covered window and gives a small scream. Coming across the yard in a strange motion that seems almost a liquidescent flow marred by flickering electrical erratic motion is a strange ball like light. Sometimes as it moves it looks round and solid, other times non-shaped and gaseous. But it is moving as if driven by some alien intelligence towards the garage. Suddenly a large fork of lightning explodes near the edge of the trees, its violence makes you wince, its brightness hurting your eyes. But the Light’s reaction nonpluses you for a moment, you could swear that at the moment of the lightning strike the entity swerved away as if in fear of the storm’s discharge.

The moment soon passes and you watch with ever increasing horror as the Light moves forward and upward…the roof, its heading for the roof…

[HoneyDog]

Kieffer searches frantically for the safe, fully conscious of what’s at stake. “Where the hell is it?”

Suddenly he spots something…

Spot Hidden,Spot Hidden 40/20/8: [url=http://orokos.com/roll/499996]Spot Hidden[/url]: [u]1d100[/u] [b]18[/b]

But at that moment he is distracted by Emilia’s scream, and to his horror sees the light moving towards them. But he also sees it shy away from the lightning strike. “Could electricity hurt it?” he wonders.

[Cearlan]

Maynard searches, increasingly frantically for the safe.

Maynard's roll,Spot Hidden 25% [dice]0[/dice]

[Priest]

Maynard searches, increasingly frantically for the safe.

Maynard's roll,Spot Hidden 25% [dice]192057:0[/dice]

Sadly cant understand the dice roll score.

[Victoria Silverwolf]

Spoiler:

Luck = 60/30/15[dice]0[/dice]

Dorothy looks through the crates, finding nothing but old junk. She is stunned by the sudden appearance of the ball of light, and the way it reacts to the lightning. Maybe she's read too many pulp magazines, but this is starting to sound like something out of that big, gaudy scientifiction magazine, what's-it's-name, Astonishing or something.

"Show it the lantern," she shouts, knowing she sounds like a loon. "If we can't communicate with it, maybe we can scare it away."