Intro | Haunted Hotel (for lulz) | 7H Curse | BYOA (if you like)

[iustiviri]

The loud shrill of the alarm is the first thing that wakes him, the second is the fact he's lying on his back and blinking up at a pristine white ceiling. Without thinking he arcs his arm out and slaps the alarm with his hand, fingers fumbling blindly to turn the damn thing off before it gives him a headache. He succeeds, but jerks his hand back

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[hellhands]

"Wander freely, wander far, off beneath the Devil's star..."

The female voice was sad, but at the same time, hollow.

"In the dark, the girl so bright, got up to see the day by night..."

A soft padding of footsteps accompanied the singing.

"Her fear in hand, her fear in heart, her fear did tear her soul apart..."

Oichi was also in plain view herself; the corridor was fair straight after all.

"The white of flesh, the white of bone, the worms will leave your soul alone..."

Even for her archaic style of dress, she would have been unremarkable, save for two things.

"On and on the road does go, down into the depths below..."

Her movements, which resembled something between rigor mortis and a puppet with a drunk behind the strings, and the pool of shadow under her feet.

"Off you went to call the king, you wish to hear the Devil sing..."

She stopped where she was when she realized she wasn't alone anymore, he black eyes focusing on the stranger.

[iustiviri]

The echoes of song gave him pause as he rounded the corner -- another long empty hallway, doors open and closed, noises from some and silence from others. The closer he approached the clearer the woman down the hall became, so he quickened his pace. If there were other people here besides himself he was sure they'd need help, would be frightened and wanting to leave. He halted abruptly at the state of her gait, her stilted movement pulling up all manner of alarms in his head, and only then did he noticed the shadows at her feet.

He raised his shotgun and held it level, backing up a few paces. He didn't know what to expect here -- or even where here was, or what it was for that matter. Didn't know who or what else might be wandering these halls; demons? shifters? something he hadn't yet encountered in his lifetime? Quite possibly.

"Catchy tune you had goin' there, mind tellin' me where the hell I am?" He asked, hoping this wasn't a demon he was engaging conversation with -- he didn't have any of the usual weapons with him.