Cesare how many mindruns can you DO

[sharpasafawkes]

[WE DOIN' THIS, AGAIN. or rather you're at the college again, however this time there's more to it, there's a city off far in the distance, and the entire area seems... off, the colors leeched slightly out of the world.]

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[maleborgia]

*is it possible to see the house from here?*

[sharpasafawkes]

[you can see the area where the house WAS, but it looks like that's well past where the development's hit]

[maleborgia]

*going that way, then*

[sharpasafawkes]

[The way you went once before is cracked, like the gorge you jumped, but now strips of almost wired roads cross it, go through it, a network of re-bar and steel cable laced through the earth, seemingly holding the very ground together.]

[maleborgia]

*looking around curiously as he walks, watching his step*

[sharpasafawkes]

[you've seen roads before, you've even seen roads in very bad condition, but nothing like this. It's more like the remnants of a warzone decided to get a grip on the land and dig in, spreading and growing under and above the earth.]

[maleborgia]

*carefully, carefully.

making a bee line for that city.*

[sharpasafawkes]

If anything the city has less color, save for lurid splashes of it in the lights and inside some of the buildings, as you get closer you can see that the buildings are tightly-packed, a maze of winding streets, skyscrapers, and rusted factories. The layout makes no sense compared to how a normal city develops, or even is planned, but you can see enough similar businesses to make out districts.]

[maleborgia]

*just trying to walk through it*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Unlike the college where it was empty, this city is full of people, going about their lives and generally seeming to not notice you. Street leads to street, and you go one way, to the next, to the next, to a dead end, to another street, to another dead end...

you might need a map for this]

[maleborgia]

Crap... *getting frustrated at all the dead ends. is there a look-out type building around?*

[sharpasafawkes]

[There's a tall, tall building in the distance, rising above everything by quite aways, but there's no clear indicator on how to get there. You are in an area with a lot of nightlife, so at least there should be taxis around.]

[maleborgia]

*brb trying to breathe properly*

[maleborgia]

Shaun?

*looking to head upstairs*

[sharpasafawkes]

[It's been nearly caved in, save the office (which is merely buried). There's bloodied paper on the desk, and a pen.]

[maleborgia]

*trying to see if anything had been written*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Nothing as of yet]

[maleborgia]

*looking around more. Any other signs of life?*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Yes, at one point, but it's all gone now. Littered among the broken cups are signs of struggle, a large pool of blood, now dried, stains the floor]

[maleborgia]

*crouches down, carefully touching the blood--and just the blood, not letting his fingertips brush against the floor beneath it.*

[sharpasafawkes]

[The blood fades away at your touch.]

[maleborgia]

*looks around to see if anything changed. no? tidying, yes?*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Tidying can start! Bullet shells can be removed, remains can be clearedoff, things like that.]

[maleborgia]

*getting rid of all the gross stuff in here like a winner*

[sharpasafawkes]

[That's gonna be awhile, however at the end you have a lonely, but much more clean house.]