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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KitanaVorr" data-source="post: 776162" data-attributes="member: 9167"><a href="http://boss.streamos.com/real/interscope/marilynmanson/residentevil/audio/00_residentevil.ram" target="_blank"> Clairemont Mansion</a>2nd Floor – Stair HallMaria, Amisha, Michael<a href="http://www.hollowscream.com/sounds/footsteps.wav" target="_blank">Descending the stairs, one at a time,</a> nothing else seems to happen, but the faint whiff of decaying flesh does tickle your nose for the briefest of seconds before all three of you are returned to the wide entrance all and the dim light it provides everyone.<a href="http://enworld.cyberstreet.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=771805#post771805" target="_blank">1st Floor – Entrance Hall</a>Anders CarlsonYou touch the waxy candles, all three long and tapering in a cream color.  They look as if they could last for an hour or so each.  The second you touch the cold wax, a startling realization strikes.  While everything looked as if it hadn’t been touched for days…the candles didn’t even have a few stray particles of dust on them.  Lifting them from the shelf you see the undisturbed dust beneath them, a clear sign that they had been recently placed there.  The matchbook bears a strange symbol on it, one you don’t recognize.  It looks like a stylized crimson letter “T” done in archaic lettering.<img src="http://members.aol.com/KitanaVorr/tmatchbook.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Then the blonde woman speaks but something about her does not engender trust.  It’s as if your sixth sense is blaring out a warning that the woman is not all she seems.  The civilian man though seems honest enough to you.Out of the corner of your eye you see Jac Nguyen, the so-called super spy, try and slip out the door closest to her.  Possibly it’s because you’ve always had your eye unconsciously upon her since you realized she was here.Isaac GoldsteinWith expert fashion, you carefully search the room and find a half-full magazine (7 shots) for a 92 Beretta dropped by someone in a corner.  So far what you’ve seen has made you a little more than nervous.  Everywhere without fail…the dust has been evenly distributed.  An impossibility but certainly so.  It was as if someone just carefully put it all there.  Just like whoever had put you there with the others in this room.A panel in the fireplace catches those sharp eyes of yours, worked into the wood so that it blended in almost seamlessly…but managed to see the thin lines on the woodwork though how to open it remains a mystery to you. Yuri BorzakovskyYour hands pass over the blonde woman’s body and she does feel soft, very soft and very nice.  Trying to put those thoughts out of your head, you notice something interesting that has you wondering yourself.  There’s a small bump on the back of her neck, but closer inspection under a stronger light might reveal more.Michael SmithOutside looks just as lonely as inside.  Darkness with nary a torch to lead the way seemed to be the car’s only companion.  Though all you can think about what the car holds is pure conjecture since you had no idea what the owner had put in there to begin with.Just then something seemed to rustle in the bushes quite a distance away.  Was it a breeze or something more?  You can’t decide which.  But something makes you notice that one of the women is trying to slip out of the room.Amisha PatelAs you glance over the other candles in the room, you realize that they are burned nearly to the last wick.  Perhaps five minutes more of light from the burning candles before you’re plunged into darkness.  The only wood in the room besides the paneling is an end table by the door that holds a crystal vase of dead drooping black flowers.Amelia BrogartYou hadn’t managed to notice Jac’s activities, so intent on your wooing of the men in the room.  The door handle turns easily though and you realized that you could step outside if you wished.<a href="http://enworld.cyberstreet.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=776108#post776108" target="_blank">1st Floor – Closet off Entrance Hall</a>Jac NguyenThe door opens easily at your touch, only the dim light from the entrance hall giving you some light, probably about five feet.  As you close the door behind you though, nothing but darkness greets you – your eyes are useless in this nothingness…and now you are all alone.  You’re not sure where you are though, as there not being enough light for you to tell and you were trying to move without being noticed.<a href="http://enworld.cyberstreet.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=776160#post776160" target="_blank">And that was when you smelled something absolutely fetid close by your ear</a> and felt the pawing of listless hands on your body, one hand in particular gripping your upper arm with a strength that nearly makes you gasp in pain…right before you do feel something hard sink two semi-circular edges right into your shoulder…the smell of your own blood filling your nostrils.</blockquote>

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