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<blockquote data-quote="jonrog1" data-source="post: 80650" data-attributes="member: 189"><p>EXIT 23 - PT. 4</p><p> </p><p>The group moved down the hallway toward the sound. Ross held the knife-spear high, Johanna aimed over his crouched shoulder. An unearthly glow lit up the end of the corridor ... </p><p></p><p>.. which turned out to be video games. The arcade electrical system was plugged into the trunk line because of the heavy load, so some games still glowed. </p><p></p><p>A sudden MOVEMENT lurched toward them. Johanna raised the gun, but Andy stopped her. "It's a kid!" </p><p></p><p>A teenage boy tried to sprint past them. Ross easily corraled one shoulder, hauled him back. After a bit of convincing -- Ross banging him against a wall and saying "SNAP OUT OF IT, BOY!" -- they got his name. He was Danny Woods, the McDonald's kid. He was playing a game in the arcade when "it" had happened. </p><p></p><p>"The lights went down ... and those voices started ... and then, the THING came through the door." Danny sniffled, paused, and Ross once again called on his crisis counseling training and banged the kid against the wall again. "It was seven, eight feet tall, all white, had a giant wolf's head and glowing red eyes. It looked at me, then went into the men's room. There were some flashes then --" </p><p></p><p>"The trooper firing," Stephen surmised. </p><p></p><p>"-- and I dived under the pinball machine. Then the wolf-monster came out and DISAPPEARED in this cloud of snow. Just ... whoosh." </p><p></p><p>There was a long moment of silence. Ross shoved the boy down the corridor. "Go to the coffee shop, everybody's hunkered down in there." </p><p></p><p>Danny scurried away. Ross rubbed his chin. "Okay, we need to get some more weapons, and figure out what the snow globe --" </p><p></p><p>"WAS I THE ONLY ONE WHO HEARD 'GIANT WOLF THING'? GIANT SUPERNATURAL FANGED ICICLE THROWING KILLING MACHINE!?" Andy shouted. "WE DON'T NEED WEAPONS, WE NEED TO GET THE F$#* OUT OF HERE!" </p><p></p><p><em>(DM's Note: Andy actually did have this meltdown, a nice grounding moment for the group. His character evolved as the 'practical' one over the course of the mini-campaign) </em> </p><p></p><p>"Okay, supernatural snow globe? What makes you think we can get out of here?" </p><p></p><p>"Smash it," Johanna called from the corridor. They looked to her, double-taked. She was strapping the dead state trooper's bullet-proof vest on. She stared back. "What? It fits." </p><p></p><p>"Why does she get the gun and the vest?" asked Stephen. </p><p></p><p>"I don't want to smash it and then have us suddenly find out we're in the snow globe and we all die like some twisted Twilight Zone episode," Andy argued. "let me go through these notes, study what we've got." </p><p></p><p>"Stay or go, we need weapons. And you know what that means ..." They'd reached the twisted doors again. Each shivered as they considered what could bend steel like that. Ross pointed out into the snow. "The trooper's patrol car. She'll have a shotgun and ammo in it." </p><p></p><p>The group peered out into the blinding snowstorm. They could just make out the image of the patrol car across the empty parking lot. Andy took a tentative step out, sunk to his knees in white powder. "Who's going for the cruiser?" </p><p></p><p>Johanna jacked the slide on the nine mil. "I'll go." </p><p></p><p>"Only a few of us should be exposed, that way the other can come in as back-up," said Stephen. Andy nodded. Together, Stephen, he and Jo stepped out into the blizzard. Ross stayed behind, ready with the knife-spear. </p><p></p><p>Jo, Stephen and Andy CRUNCHED along, their footsteps echoing far into the night. The snow was an insulating blanket, muffling all sight and sound. They all had their heads down. Only Stephen looked up in time to see the glowing red eyes in the whirling snow -- </p><p></p><p>"LOOK OUT!" Stephen jumped back. Something ROARED past him, howling, like a freight train with fangs and claws --</p><p></p><p>-- and those claws SLAMMED into Jo, sending her spinning high into the air like she'd been hit by a car. She arced up into the air and then slammed down onto the parking lot with a sickening CRUNCH. </p><p></p><p>Stephen was struggling back to the doorway. Andy turned and saw it just for a second: eight feet of walking wolf, sheer white, red eyes, huge fangs and claws the size of steak knives. </p><p></p><p>And then it hit him ...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="jonrog1, post: 80650, member: 189"] EXIT 23 - PT. 4 The group moved down the hallway toward the sound. Ross held the knife-spear high, Johanna aimed over his crouched shoulder. An unearthly glow lit up the end of the corridor ... .. which turned out to be video games. The arcade electrical system was plugged into the trunk line because of the heavy load, so some games still glowed. A sudden MOVEMENT lurched toward them. Johanna raised the gun, but Andy stopped her. "It's a kid!" A teenage boy tried to sprint past them. Ross easily corraled one shoulder, hauled him back. After a bit of convincing -- Ross banging him against a wall and saying "SNAP OUT OF IT, BOY!" -- they got his name. He was Danny Woods, the McDonald's kid. He was playing a game in the arcade when "it" had happened. "The lights went down ... and those voices started ... and then, the THING came through the door." Danny sniffled, paused, and Ross once again called on his crisis counseling training and banged the kid against the wall again. "It was seven, eight feet tall, all white, had a giant wolf's head and glowing red eyes. It looked at me, then went into the men's room. There were some flashes then --" "The trooper firing," Stephen surmised. "-- and I dived under the pinball machine. Then the wolf-monster came out and DISAPPEARED in this cloud of snow. Just ... whoosh." There was a long moment of silence. Ross shoved the boy down the corridor. "Go to the coffee shop, everybody's hunkered down in there." Danny scurried away. Ross rubbed his chin. "Okay, we need to get some more weapons, and figure out what the snow globe --" "WAS I THE ONLY ONE WHO HEARD 'GIANT WOLF THING'? GIANT SUPERNATURAL FANGED ICICLE THROWING KILLING MACHINE!?" Andy shouted. "WE DON'T NEED WEAPONS, WE NEED TO GET THE F$#* OUT OF HERE!" [I](DM's Note: Andy actually did have this meltdown, a nice grounding moment for the group. His character evolved as the 'practical' one over the course of the mini-campaign) [/I] "Okay, supernatural snow globe? What makes you think we can get out of here?" "Smash it," Johanna called from the corridor. They looked to her, double-taked. She was strapping the dead state trooper's bullet-proof vest on. She stared back. "What? It fits." "Why does she get the gun and the vest?" asked Stephen. "I don't want to smash it and then have us suddenly find out we're in the snow globe and we all die like some twisted Twilight Zone episode," Andy argued. "let me go through these notes, study what we've got." "Stay or go, we need weapons. And you know what that means ..." They'd reached the twisted doors again. Each shivered as they considered what could bend steel like that. Ross pointed out into the snow. "The trooper's patrol car. She'll have a shotgun and ammo in it." The group peered out into the blinding snowstorm. They could just make out the image of the patrol car across the empty parking lot. Andy took a tentative step out, sunk to his knees in white powder. "Who's going for the cruiser?" Johanna jacked the slide on the nine mil. "I'll go." "Only a few of us should be exposed, that way the other can come in as back-up," said Stephen. Andy nodded. Together, Stephen, he and Jo stepped out into the blizzard. Ross stayed behind, ready with the knife-spear. Jo, Stephen and Andy CRUNCHED along, their footsteps echoing far into the night. The snow was an insulating blanket, muffling all sight and sound. They all had their heads down. Only Stephen looked up in time to see the glowing red eyes in the whirling snow -- "LOOK OUT!" Stephen jumped back. Something ROARED past him, howling, like a freight train with fangs and claws -- -- and those claws SLAMMED into Jo, sending her spinning high into the air like she'd been hit by a car. She arced up into the air and then slammed down onto the parking lot with a sickening CRUNCH. Stephen was struggling back to the doorway. Andy turned and saw it just for a second: eight feet of walking wolf, sheer white, red eyes, huge fangs and claws the size of steak knives. And then it hit him ... [/QUOTE]
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