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=PETE=
>2AP Re-lock the door and take the opportunity to look through the peephole for whatever just happened.
-Wasting no time, you adroitly snap each of the locking mechanisms back into place-
-You have no difficulty reengaging the series of deadbolts and locks, your hand confidently flicks through the motions even in near total darkness.
-Ever since you indulged in a little research of Serenade’s crime statistics, you’d adopted the procedure of checking the house locks into your nightly routine whenever you slept here-
-With the entrance safely secured you step back, slightly more at ease-
-The deafening wail of the alarm still drummed at your ears, you turn towards the alarm interface panel mounted in the wall by the front door-
>2AP Find the security system and figure out the off-switch.
-With a handful of jabs, you input the disarm code and the alarm falls silent-
-A phantasmal impression of the siren still rings in your ears, flexing the muscles of your jaw you pop your eardrums lessening the effect marginally-
-As you navigate back towards the corridor junction, you hear a crunch of glass underfoot-
-You crouch down to get a better look -
-A picture frame has fallen off the wall, presumably you accidently knocked it down while fighting-
-The glass has shattered, the frame has broken-
-Flipping the with your toe, you extract the image set eschew within the frame and closely inspect it-
-It’s a family portrait, looks to have been taken around the time you started elementary school-
-Your parents are smiling comfortably, you haven’t seen them look this at ease in a long time -
-Your place in the picture has been scuffed, in particular the depiction of your youthful face has badly marred -
=Def: Note the abrasion. A blunt round point with a diameter of approximately 3mm, tapering off in a short curving streak. Whatever brought the picture down must have directly struck the photo, shattering the glass pane in the process, then destabilized the frame enough to knock it from the hook.=
=Sha: Maybe our broomstick?=
=Def: That hypothesis fits.=
-There is a creak above you, the sound of light footsteps on timber floorboards-
-Outside, in the direction the carpool roller door, you pick out a dry fluttering noise and a soft scraping rasp-
=Intellect Test=
=DC 10 vs 3d6+(Dep/2)=
=10 vs 9+2=
=Success=
=Dep: “Echoes of slain forests. The language of shaved wood.”=
=Def: “Pages of a book being fanned through. Sheets of paper being dragged across an abrasive surface. Odd.”=
- Affixing your eyes on the corridor junction behind you in case of a secondary ambush, something catches your attention -
-The light filtering down from the staircase, previously clean and white now has a slight salmon tint to it-
-Perhaps your eyes are just playing tricks on you, you’ve been wandering around in the dark for a while after all-
=Dep: “Then again, perhaps not.”=
