Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160229022316/@comment-26852465-20160320231348

The ghost lady rubbed her head sheepishly, looking up at Armstrong with her bloodshot eyes.

"......" Seems as though she didn't want to talk, anymore. She felt somewhat guilty... Velma called her out on her habit of cheating in Spook'r.. even if Armstrong was impervious to fear, it was still unsporting. Suddenly, Velma stood up, pointing to the exit to the restroom. "Hey.. someone's here!" She had heard the groan.. her "impenetrable wall" falling.. who was here?

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Abernathy nodded.. walking over to the radio. "This is Strongpoint Plaid, reporting in. The power has been disabled, currently working on getting it back online. Necrotics are in the shade.. position unknown. Status of previous soldiers here.. also unknown."

"Wait.. who is this?"

"This is Officer Abernathy, with the local police department. Are you back at the evac station?"

"Er.. yeah. I remember you, Abernathy. Have you found any other survivors?"

"Just one."

"See if you can't find the men previously here.. they should still be inside. Evac out."

"Roger, Plaid, out."

17 more seconds of fiddling around would yield the power finally returning. The place was now lit up..

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There was a sound, very far from Click. It sounded very much like an explosion... a careful listener would realize that the explosions were steadily getting closer.

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"Heya." Glendias emerged from a locker, next to the green man, rather calmly. "You uh.. lookin' to get to Miss Zabie? Door's locked up pretty tightly.. magic lock, y'see." Her skeletal fingers pointed to the golden lock. "My goofy sister will have the key back... at some point."