Amnesplora: Liminal Space

[idolpro]

Wherever you are in the house, whatever you may have been doing right in that moment

You hear a chime, like a clock sounding the hour. Has it only been that long? No, it can't have been, it must've been longer ... right? Oh well. You're out of time, and now you're here.

Here is a liminal space. It's like a washed out version of the Entrance Hall, so big and fancy, with its high vaulted ceilings and polished oakwood floors, intricate detailing, and the ornate front door. Everything else is shrouded by fog. You can try to find the other doors, you can try to find the foyer, but ... they're not there? Walk more than a minute into the fog and you'll find yourself right back where you started.

Comments

[happydreamed]

You seem to have done far better than I would have with only hands and teeth, admittedly.

[He would've just died, probably!]

[sangreine]

I seem to be pretty good at fighting! Though we skipped trying to go at with whatever's in the lake. I read in some fool's notebook that there's a monster in there, so we just went back upstairs.

The secret passages were fun, but only one was worth the price of admission.

[happydreamed]

A wise choice. I think the lake monster would have killed my partner had we not already been ghosts, so instead it just sent him to the beginning.

[sangreine]

You turned into ghosts?!

[ She reaches out to touch his shoulder, just checking to see if her hand goes straight through him ]

[happydreamed]

[Solid!]

Well... Not exactly, but one of the few clear memories I have is of my death.

[sangreine]

[ She looks panicked!!! ]

Wow.... are you sure you're okay? I have some medicine-smelling salve if you need it.

[happydreamed]

I'm fine. ...Or, perhaps I'm not fine and I took it out on the spider? But regardless, I don't think the salve will help any.

[sangreine]

Okay... well, if you need anything just ask. [ Said the lady with half a face and only two functional limbs. ]

Did you get all the keys? We only found three.

[happydreamed]

I don't know how many my partner found, since we split up to cover more ground... Was there one behind the spider? I would have been able to retrieve it with two more minutes.

[sangreine]

Yep, that's one of them. Sorry you got stopped short. I got stopped short of one too, right before I went into the burning kitchen to unlock the cabinet.

[happydreamed]

I think that one should count, then.

[He's only a little miffed.]

[sangreine]

If only we made the rules, a lot of things would have been different. The person who owns this place seemed pretty off.

[happydreamed]

I was very tempted to tear up that picture of their... girlfriend? Out of petty spite.

[sangreine]

If I had to guess he was stalking her, or something like that. Did you see all the pictures they drew of her in the notebook? Yuck.

[ She pulls out the picture, because she wanted to confiscate it out of the same petty spite. ] Here, rip it up.

[happydreamed]

I shall do one better.

[Takes his steel fan and slices it to little shreds.]

[sangreine]

Ahh that's so cool! [ pardon her fangirlish squeaking! ] I wish I had a magic weapon, that front door wouldn't have stood a chance!

[happydreamed]

Oh, if I'd had more time I could have tried that. That would have been fantastic.

[no one tell them there's no way it would have worked]

[sangreine]

At least if we're stuck here in this creepy fog, we're not by ourselves. And with you around, I'm sure the jerk that put us here will be outgunned. He couldn't even remember where he put his things.

[happydreamed]

I'll certainly have a word with him. [Fan flutter.] Really, people prone to misplacing their keys shouldn't have four of them for one door.

[sangreine]

Honestly. And he left a loaded gun in the kettle! I'd have hated to see what would happen if he tried to make more coffee.

[happydreamed]

I'm sorry, a loaded gun where?

[sangreine]

In the coffee pot. The guy isn't right in the head.

[happydreamed]

That is an insult to coffee.

[sangreine]

I'll say. And who keeps energy bars in the pool locker area? At least they taste pretty good.

[happydreamed]

I didn't get a chance to try them. ...And I have worked up an appetite...

[Mistakes were made.]