Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150320000159/@comment-5583506-20150330201556

(Oooh, I love to set the right mood...)

Borgus had decided that he couldn't wait any longer. He blew out any candle he could find, sent out his regulars for the night and locked the doors, before approaching Kira and Velaryon.

"I am sorry... but with all the recent events that has happened, I don't want to keep my doors open after twelve." He shot a worrying stare at the basement hatch, as if expecting to see a ghostly face staring back at him. "You... you have yourself a plesant night now, if you can. I trust that you will be able to find your rooms in this darkness?"

Leah touched her husband tenderly by the arm.

"Oh, and..." Borgus swallowed as he and his wife ascended the staircase. "If there were to be any strange noises coming from the basement... Don't open the hatch..."

-

Sibern stepped as carefully as he could. Chances were that there might be someone lurking behind the corners of the mansion. The halls were vast, almost enough for twenty people or more to be living under the same roof. Spiders had built nests in the nooks and wherever he stepped small clouds of dust were shaped.

It was quiet.

Almost too quiet for his taste. The only sounds he could hear were the howling night wind on the outside - blowing through the gaps, the creaking floorboards, and his own heavy breath.

He didn't like this silence. The light of the lantern was dim and cast eerie shadows on the walls as soon as he passed a piece of furniture or an ornament. The stuffed and mounted head of a werewolf snarled at him from a position above the fireplace, showing its teeth.

But something wasn't right. Apart from being inside a building condemned since two centuries back, he just felt that... something was amiss... He couldn't explain the feeling. It wasn't his hallucinations that had started to play tricks on him again, he knew what that felt like. This was something... different...

He froze up and the sound of the creaking floorboards stopped. But as soon as he stood still, he could hear it... Somewhere in the distance, in another room not far away from his, something else was moving around, stopping just a second after his own creaks had ceased.

He was being watched...