RE: TAKE X (11-6-16: Back we go)
11-06-2016, 12:59 PM
> Gauge if you could get back into the vent from the room.
You look around. The floor doesn't seem to be far enough away that you couldn't cleverly apply your rope and crowbar to climb back up.
You pull the grate back up into the air vent, then drop to the ground without a sound. You make a mental note to thank the person who sold you these boots when it's all said and done. They weren't lying when they said the boots wouldn't make a sound. You suppose that someone named Franklin 'Footfalls' Forte would know what they were talking about.
There's the stone. It's blacker than anything you've ever seen before - it's like it's sucking light straight into it. You lay your hand on it, then immediately recoil. It's surprisingly cold.
You get over yourself and put it in your inventory. Then you grab those papers on the floor too, just to be sure, and sort them into the book.
Just when you climb back into the vent, someone else storms into the room. He doesn't seem to notice you. "It's gone," he mutters. He glances around the room, then yells "Scour the labs for it! Don't let anyone escape!"
You're not sure who he's talking to, but you're pretty certain that if you don't get out of here fast, there's going to be trouble.
Well, more trouble, anyway.
You look around. The floor doesn't seem to be far enough away that you couldn't cleverly apply your rope and crowbar to climb back up.
You pull the grate back up into the air vent, then drop to the ground without a sound. You make a mental note to thank the person who sold you these boots when it's all said and done. They weren't lying when they said the boots wouldn't make a sound. You suppose that someone named Franklin 'Footfalls' Forte would know what they were talking about.
There's the stone. It's blacker than anything you've ever seen before - it's like it's sucking light straight into it. You lay your hand on it, then immediately recoil. It's surprisingly cold.
You get over yourself and put it in your inventory. Then you grab those papers on the floor too, just to be sure, and sort them into the book.
Just when you climb back into the vent, someone else storms into the room. He doesn't seem to notice you. "It's gone," he mutters. He glances around the room, then yells "Scour the labs for it! Don't let anyone escape!"
You're not sure who he's talking to, but you're pretty certain that if you don't get out of here fast, there's going to be trouble.
Well, more trouble, anyway.