Mark stumbled Northwards in somewhat of a drunken haze. He still had some of Marek's famous moonshine secreted away and now was as good a time as any to drink it. He almost veered West but he shook his head, instead turning for the North. After almost tripping down the stairs, he pressed the release and stepped through into a strangely bright room, almost shocking in this place.

Then he sobered up quickly. The room was twice the width of a standard room. The exit North was on the Western side. And all along the walls, high above were smaller doors. They were sealed shut with no visible means of opening them but they all led out into the floor. There was something foul and dark in the air, even though the room was bright. He felt very very ill at ease and he needed his wits about him.

His head jerked up as one of the openings slid. Crouched in there was a shade, one of the horrible creatures that Willis called on to do his bidding. It was all swirling darkness and shadow with bright pale eyes, looking at him. It was vaguely human shaped but many of them weren't. It also had wings to glide with, and it swooped down screeching.

Mark swore as he danced across the floor, trying to move out of its path. It narrowly missed him by an inch as another of the portals opened and a second creature descended into the room below. This one caught the side of his head, sending him tumbling backwards. The room was soon cris-crossed with darkness as the monstrous creatures formed into one horrible shadowy mass that arced over him and past him, cutting his flesh and making him shriek out in pain as the blood dripped onto the floor below.

His cries brought his four companions to his side. By then the shadow creatures had passed and were once more tucked away inside the passages above.

"Why did they leave?" Kristoff asked.

"Let's not ask such question and just be glad." Said the General sagely. They were foul things.

Airlea helped Mark to his feet. He was still alive, though his skin was torn in places and he was bleeding all over. He reached into his pack and took another swig of moonshine. They were going to need more.

It is now Phase 59. Phase 59 will end in roughly 24 hours from now.

Players (5):
Airlea
Eleanor
General Chuikov
Kristoff
Mark

Exits:
North
South

The group readied themselves. It was time to move on.

Phase 59 will end in about an hour's time. Anybody who has not yet posted an exit action may do so. No other actions can be used, and no existing exit actions can be changed.