IN THE FOREST OF THE LOST

[beathollow]

it's all too perfect.

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[beathollow]

It opens easily! The hallway is incredibly dark- its hard to see anything, even with their local friendly lights.

But Jesse can immediately see strings. From floor to ceiling, everything is a forest of strings. Even furniture is caught, hanging mid-air.

[cirquedesang]

[...Time to gently touch one of the strings. How dangerous are they?]

[beathollow]

A gentle touch is fine, but Celeste will be able to tell anything more will cut into cloth and skin.

[townmusician]

[bwuh]

What the fuck?

[ledbythewind]

... like puppets. A marionette.

[Richard understands the symbolism immediately... it's a little too relatable to him.]

[townmusician]

Starting to understand why everyone hates puppets so much, Christ.

[beathollow]

Rin's light hovers before him.

Did you know? She's afraid of them.

[goei]

[Well he volunteered to be bait. What happens if he yanks one of the strings?]

[beathollow]

...

He cuts his hand, but something else jostles- all the strings are connected to something else, it seems.

[privatedomicile]

God dammit, it is a Saw trap.

[privatedomicile]

--huh? [Jesse squints at the strings uneasily.] This better not be a freakin' Saw trap.

[Jesse is going to crouch down and see if there's space to army crawl across the room.]

[beathollow]

Nope! ... To be clear, there is a narrow path through, but. Its a tight fit, to say the least.

[privatedomicile]

Jeez. Single file then. Hang on tight, doll girl. [He's going to shimmy through the path as carefully as he can manage.]

[cleansewithfire]

[...Well, the others have demonstrated the strings are more like death wires, so Sunrise is going to use the bayonet of her rifle and see if she can cut a string... ]

[beathollow]

The string cuts and somewhere nearby, a tangled up chair slackens a bit.

[cleansewithfire]

[ HMMM... ]

I wonder what would happen if we cut more of them...

[beathollow]

As you figure out how to handle the strings, or make your way inside with caution...

...

Well, it's dark. There's still the sound of crying.

But Celeste, Fray, Arven and Yoon can hear something playing softly.

[strawsandals]

[ Oh- he's going to head towards the music. ]

Something's playing...?

[beathollow]

It's down the hall, and there's a dim light.

[idealitas]

[ Yi Sang does not like the sound of that crying at all.

And per the discord flavor text, he's checking on poor Mafuyu's Heart (???) to see it flicker. He'll hold it close. ]

[beathollow]

It radiates pain.

... But, in the glow of the heart, he's at least spared notice from whatever is afflicting the others.

[goei]

[Izou's going to head down the hall much less gingerly, he's going to try to cut any strings with his sword that feel especially obtrusive to try and make the passage easier to get through. I rolled a 12 preemptively for whatever consequences this has.]

I'll clear the way a bit fer the rest of ya.

[beathollow]

There's a loud crash and clang as chairs and clocks and tables and vases all collapse, falling into each other- and then the strain of something creaking, as the fallen furniture rests upon the things that haven't been cut back yet.





The heavy feeling of thousands of eyes upon his back weigh heavily on him. How filthy.

[fullmoonmutt]

[ Eli trying to get through the strings but (4)... he just ends up cutting himself. A few times. Fucking hell. ]

Couldn't we have cut all this crap loose before trying to walk through here? Christ...

[vogelfrei]

[ McGillis is trailing a little behind, happy to let the others walk into any potential traps or tricky wires first. But he is also advancing - he'd rather get to Mafuyu sooner than later. ]