@jrej, the bulky investigator, rides in the back of a pickup truck to the outskirts of the City's limits. It's broad daylight, @jrej doesn't work at night no more, for reasons he'd rather not get into.
@javo1096, Tulem, sits in the back with him, smoking a cheap cigarette. He'd roll them himself to save a penny, but who's got time for that? In a crazy world like this, better to stick to what you know.
Both investigators have been hired to look into a farmhouse out by Cayuga lake, they don't know each other all that well, but they both sense that they've both seen some shit.
The truck stops and they get out. The noon sun bakes their faces, and toasts the grass under their boots into an even more unpleasant shade of brown. @jrej makes a quick joke, about hunting monsters being thirsty work.
@javo1096 says nothing, and snubs his smoke.
Inside the barn, both investigators find a series of spirals, drawn in dusty white chalk, all over every surface imaginable.
Yes the walls and ceiling are covered in these spirals, but so are the support beams, the equipment, not to mention the several animals that lay dead in their pen, with spirals carved into their skin, their blood turned brown, having soaked the hay, and then dried up days ago.
The smell of dusty iron, hangs in the air. Christ this barn feels like an oven, and all these spirals are not helping them keep their lunch down. It almost seems like they're are shifting, rotating, changing size every time you turn your back... but that can't be right. Chalk is chalk, ain't nothing magic about it.
@jrej rolls (20) + resteem (14) = 34
@javo1096 rolls (16) + resteem (4) + mythos stat(1) = 21
Something is wrong in this barn, @javo1096 feels his guts turn to ice. Where did the door go? Why is the room spinning? He tries to close his eyes, but he sees the spirals even in the black space between his brain and the outside world. He tries to mumble an incantation, something to help, perhaps the Aria to Clarity will do the trick?
Suddenly he feels the wind knocked out of him, as arms wrap around his body and throw him to the floor. @javo1096 thrashes and punches his would be attacker, only to see that it is @jrej, panting with a look of terror on his face.
@javo1096 looks at the spot where he had just been standing... several bales of rolled hay stare back at him. Each one weighs a ton, and would have been sufficient to break his neck. They must have rolled off the second floor of the barn somehow... Worse than the knowledge that @jrej has just saved his life, is the way the rolled hay seems to spiral inwards when viewed from the side. The coarse grain rolls inward and inward, forever... Damn that was close.
@jrej's stamina is increased to 1
@javo1096's sanity drops to 4
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