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((Hooray for checkpoints!))
I stop smashing the cellar for a moment, and put my ear up to it, listening to the crying.
"Hello? Who's in there?"
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More crying.
It sounds almost like your old friend, Bartholomew. |
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I chuckle to myself.
"Bartholomew, this is God. You have abandoned your friend, and will now be killed by my pawn, Ivan," I say, in a very deep voice. I continue bashing the cellar open with my cane. |
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"oh lord, oh lord..." Bartholomew groans out. Man, that sure did a number on him.
Clank. |
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"Oh good, you can hear me. This is Adam, open this cellar or I'll beat you with my cane." |
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"oh lo... ADAM?! ADAM WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING OUT THERE?!" Bartholomew yells. You can hear him running up the stairs.
clankclankclankclankclankclankclanckclankclank. |
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"Bartholomew! Get back down here and open this cellar!" I yell. |
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You hear him running up the stairs.
clankclankclankclankclanck |
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"Whoever's clanking, shut up."
I attempt to break open the cellar with my cane. |
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You smack the cellar. It does not move.
"I... IVAN! RUN! JUST... RUN AWAY! DON'T LEAD HIM TO MEEEE!" Bartholomew yells. You can hear him skipping down the steps.
clankclankclankclankclank |
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"Bartholomew, Ivan isn't here yet, but if you keep yelling, he will be. I know you're scared of pretty much everything. There's strength in numbers, just let me in, and we can stick together, and be safe," I say, attempting to persuade Bartholomew. |
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No response.
Your eye darts to a silhouette. A very large man, with an even larger Battle Axe. Swinging it right at you. |
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I quickly duck under the Axe swing, and attempt to knock it out of the silhouette's grip using my cane to strike at his hand. |
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You duck just as the axe flies over your head, smashing against the stone wall and sending sparks in all directions. You finally see exactly what 'Ivan's Specter' is.
The man... or whatever it may be, is in full Plate Mail armor, that is stained with both blood and dirt. Rust comes up in small patches. His helmet is down, covering his face.
He carries a large, chipped Battle Axe, one that appears to have seen many lives taken. It's armor appears slightly too big for the body under it; possibly causing the ominous clank.
You step back, and smack the specter in the hand. It does next to nothing. It turns it's head, and raises the axe again. |
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((Quick question, does my cane go straight through his hand, or just bounces off?)) |
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(He has full plate armor, so it bounced off his gauntlets.) |
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I look straight at the Specter, showing no fear.
My eyes quickly dart around, as I examine the situation.
I look at the sharp axe, then the cellar, then the axe, then the cellar again.
I move in front of the cellar, prepared to dodge another axe swing, which would cause Ivan to rip a hole in the cellar. |
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((Doo doo doo..)) |
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He raises the axe, falling for your trap.
And then, suddenly, a shot rings out.
The specter is deathly still for a moment, and then collapses forward, directly on top of the cellar with a loud 'crash'. |
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"I had this huge plan you know!" I yell out, unsure where the shot came from.
"Feel like showing yourself?" I say. |
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You see a figure run from behind the corner.
"I HIT IT! I KILLED IT!" You hear him scream.
It sounds like Gart.
Hey, that's your musket in his hands! |
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((May I have that musket changed to a flintlock, since my character is a cripple and only has one free hand?)) |
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(No, someone else already has a flintlock. Musketoon.) |
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(Nuu"uuu)
Hey! That's my gun! You run away, then come back to shoot a ghost. Good show," I say, walking towards Gart and smacking him with my cane. "You keep that musket, I don't have enough hands to hold it," I say. I look over to the cellar and see if the Specter smashed it open when he fell. |
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You go over and smack him. "I just saved 'yer life, you dolt!" He says, then covering his face incase you try to hit him again.
It looks like the cellar door is broken enough to force, but the armor covers it. |
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