Just as everyone had finished setting up their gear in the dining room, a loud noise nearby catches the group's attention. A plate that had been perfectly seated upon the table only moments prior, now lay shattered in pieces against the floor.
Those nearest to the table held their hands up innocently, and as you look around, you realize none of them were close enough to the table to have accidentally knocked the dish down into the floor.
Endehark
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"Look!"
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Your guide calls out suddenly, and gestures towards the cracked plate once more. About a foot away, two small burning embers lightly char the tile's surface, and a noise, like laughter, can be heard from seemingly out of nowhere. You notice a few people in your group begin to bristle, with fear or excitement you cannot tell.
But before anyone has a chance to say anything more, the footsteps begin to move, taking off at an astonishing pace away from the group, and back into the kitchen.
Endehark
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"Follow it! And have your cameras ready." |
Endehark shouts and races off after the burning trail, camera in hand, while you and the rest of your group rush to grab their things and keep up.
As everyone makes their way into the kitchen, it quickly becomes apparent that this house has a cellar, and the ominous fiery trail that had so suddenly appeared, leads right down the stairs into it...
While everyone stops to examine the pitch black, descending flight of stairs, Endehark instead simply flicks on a light at the front of their camera. Looking back at the group once with a calm smile, they steadily begin to climb down into the darkness. The bravest of your group soon begin to follow, and slowly the rest trail along behind. The stairs are very old, and they creak loudly under even the softest of footsteps.
Whatever it was that had absconded down here... is sure to know that you are coming.