Room 666 - Friday Night

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A small group had gathered in the Sixth Floor Common Room and readied themselves. Hamlet, taking the lead in a way that would have made his father proud, informed them all of the situation and what had been found after some library research. Hamlet was mildly amused that it took a soul-devouring supreme evil being to urge him into making a decision, but he decided not to give it too much thought.

Weapons were troublesome considering there were cameras in the public areas, so all they had were things they could conceal and that might not necessarily be considered conventional weapons.

There was no telling what could be used to take down this thing.

They had no idea what to expect, but they were all willing to step up and fight it.

The group headed down to Room 666 and Hamlet placed his hand on the doorknob.

He swung open the door and walked in. Others followed, with Kawalsky bringing up the rear and holding on firmly to the door in case it had any ideas.

It did have ideas. The door was wrenched from Kawalsky's hand by an unnatural force and slammed hard behind them.

They were trapped in this room that now looked a lot bigger than it had before, but they weren't alone.


Something was alive in here. They could hear it breathing.


[OOC: Locked to the baddie-hunting gang, or ping me to join in. Wait for OCD. Go for it.]

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[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

The room seems empty, but anyone with instinct could tell that something was in here with them. They could feel it.

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Then they came, drifting in from the dark end of the room, flying at the group with a great deal of force. Were they tangible or was this going to take something more magical?

[OOC: These ghouls aren't quite dead. They're souls torn between this plain of existence and another. Conventional bladed weapons will damage them, but it's going to take some magic to kill them. Mod your own ghoul!]

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky kept jiggling the door handle, using all of his strength to to try to open it again. It wouldn't budge.

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet took a look around the room trying to see what could have locked them in there.

"Something clearly doesn't want us to leave this room."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"No kidding."

Kawalsky stepped back and tried kicking at the door. It looked like wood, but considering all he ended up doing was making his foot hurt, it was a lot stronger than that.

He gave up for the moment and turned back around. "I don't remember this place being so big. Or dark. Or spooky."

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

"Me neither," replied Hamlet. "Either whoever used to room here got the deluxe suite in the school, or there is something wrong with the very makeup of the room."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky moved further into the room and looked around. The only light came from the window, but further inspection showed that the window didn't actually lead outside into Fandom. There was no telling where it led, just that it was providing some light into the otherwise gloomy room.

"No light switch," he noted.

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet frowned at that. Light switches were standard everywhere, and it would be highly unusual to have a room built without one.

"No light switch, no furniture, and nothing that might give us a hint as to what's going on in here."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Helpful." Kawalsky frowned. "Your floor, your call."

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

He thought for a moment before answering. "It doesn't seem as though we're going to find a way out, or a torch lying around, so we may as well go see where that light is coming from."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"It's just the window. There's nothing out there and it's jammed shut. We could try to break the glass if we have to, but it doesn't look like it leads anywhere that I can see."

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

"Then where else can we go, if the door won't open, and there's nothing out the window?" He rubbed his chin with a hand. "Surely there must be something we can do in here..."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Door won't budge, window won't budge and I'm fresh out of things that go 'boom' in the night. Let's take a look around."