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This seems like a horrible idea, what you should do is call a Spiritualist, and maybe someone who has deep historical knowledge to deal with this situation. You’re starting to believe that Suan De isn’t on the bright side of the knowledge scale alongside Vera. A reckless woman.
But, and this is important, you want to open the door <span class="mu-i">now</span> and by being peer pressured, you won’t be fully at fault for once! Forget even that, you have supernatural powers, Suan De has them too, you can contain whatever is behind that door. If it was something powerful, it wouldn’t be here at all.
“I guess I don’t.” You shrug.
That’s all that Slob Dragon needed to hear to pull the doorknob with her claws and let the curse escape the bounds in which it has been sealed for centuries. That’s a little dramatic. You have no idea when this room was closed or any other details about the building to say something like that. But, alas, the door is open. A chilly burst of wind comes out of the room, it’s pitch black inside. From the shadows within, a relatively unremarkable dark flame jumps directly onto Suan De’s face, and the ghastly spirit smacks her repeatedly like a moth to a light bulb – failing to possess her. The Assassin tries to swat it away, but her hands go through it, like with all flames. She loses her footing, but aside from that little bump, nothing happened.
This all makes sense. Flames are basically ghosts possessing your body, and only one of these miscreants fits! Else, it’d be possible to host more than one flame. There’s this guy named Valdemar who could do that, but you never knew his deal, so it doesn’t matter.
Realizing its efforts are in vain, the ghost changes objectives and assaults you to no avail. You don’t even entertain the idea or pretend he’s hurting you. You remain unfazed as you see it bounce on and off. It comes to you the idea that you might need to capture it in something, you remember jars are fairly effective, despite, you know, <span class="mu-i">not making any sense</span>.
Frustrated, the ghost looks for another avenue and finds Bradford Junior’s body… And attacks! And it works. Kinda. The ghost gets inside to possess your pet’s body! But to deter him, you grab your cat’s tummy to help him throw up. There’s no scientific backing to your actions,, but whatever you’ve done, it worked! Ghost is out! Bradford Jr. acts like he just spat out bad medicine, and you’re relieved that your beautiful cat is fine.
The problem is that the ghost was launched at great speed in a certain direction and this could mess with someone’s day…
