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CARDINAL
[When the shadows clear, your team stands unharmed in a fancy bedroom. There are sharp knives, similar to the ones in the ghost you just saw, scattered throughout the room. They are stuck fast in the walls, the ground, the bedposts, no amount of force can pull them free. The sheets of the bed are soaked in blood.
Over on the dressing table sits a jack-o-lantern that lights itself once you look at it, smoke rising from the flame into the shapes of people, acting out the scene of a memory in the room.
A young woman is getting ready for the ball, dressed in her very finest silks with her hair being styled neatly in place. The little girl doing her hair, perhaps ten years old, fumbles her fingers. She tugs on the hair slightly, dislodging some clips, and the woman starts screaming at her. ‘Clumsy little oaf!’. The girl is kicked out of the room, the young woman insisting on doing it herself and muttering about useless staff. After a moment of this there’s a flash of light that streaks toward the bed. The woman jumps up, startled, and investigates what happened. There is a knife stuck in the bedpost. Several more flashes of light appear behind her and she turns, horrified, to see them all aimed at her. She tries to scream, and the smoke disappears abruptly as all the knives come hurtling towards her.]
Light the lanterns.
Over on the dressing table sits a jack-o-lantern that lights itself once you look at it, smoke rising from the flame into the shapes of people, acting out the scene of a memory in the room.
A young woman is getting ready for the ball, dressed in her very finest silks with her hair being styled neatly in place. The little girl doing her hair, perhaps ten years old, fumbles her fingers. She tugs on the hair slightly, dislodging some clips, and the woman starts screaming at her. ‘Clumsy little oaf!’. The girl is kicked out of the room, the young woman insisting on doing it herself and muttering about useless staff. After a moment of this there’s a flash of light that streaks toward the bed. The woman jumps up, startled, and investigates what happened. There is a knife stuck in the bedpost. Several more flashes of light appear behind her and she turns, horrified, to see them all aimed at her. She tries to scream, and the smoke disappears abruptly as all the knives come hurtling towards her.]
Light the lanterns.
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The murdered woman scoffs, ‘What’s the big deal about food? You eat too much anyhow, watch out or you won’t fit in your own gowns.’ She stands and walks away, laughing to herself and leaving her daughter fuming. ‘You’re the one who needs to watch out, mother. A queen like you makes so many enemies.’
The woman stops, looking back over her shoulder and smirking at her child. ‘Threats, darling?’
‘A warning. Don’t make the mess I’ll have to clean up when I’m queen any bigger.’]
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[Okay then. Bomb out, let's head for the exit. What's the extent of the scales?]
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[Let's look for its source! You gotta' know what you're dealing with--also et's start charging this bomb.]
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Luckily you've got some scales there for protection.]
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[Well. I guess. If I've got these scales...]
[NO NO I AM NOT EATING ANY GLASS WORMS LETS JUST RUN FOR THE DOOR OH GOD.]
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[Step two: GET THESE BITCHES OFFA ME.]
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[...And now I'm kind of pausing for a moment to reflect on the fact that I am happy because turning partway into a sea monster let me beat the shit out of some tiny worms.]
[You know, no matter how you slice it I am kind of pathetic. OH WELL, STILL ALIVE. TO THE LIBRARY!]
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