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And the trek begins...

The Abandoned Town: what an ominous place to start a journey. The fork on the path leading north to the town is riddled with crevices and blemishes: it looks as if a large group of something unpleasant passed through this area, perhaps recently, perhaps a long time ago. Strange scarecrow-like figures and broken weapons protrude from both sides of the path, though the fog is not as thick or permeating, the absolute lack of any background noise is almost stifling.

((OOC: Students heading this path are free to interact in the ORP AND PRPS as they wish, and switch in and out of them.
- You can have a couple of PRPS and still be able to post in the ORP.
- HOWEVER, you cannot post in the main beach area orps or prps, once your student has made a choice of where they are headed to! ))

Sarias caught up with Bul a few seconds later, not that she wanted someone to walk with..or talk...or even look at. But she wasn't stupid, another attack was sure to happen and to find herself alone would be very, very silly. Plus she had seen Bul a few times hanging out with that waste of air Icky. That by effect meant she sort of knew him, knew him as much as she wanted to at least.

As the others all separated in to groups and went along their way Sarias had chosen the abandoned town as her goal. Maybe it was the name reminding her of by gone hauntings but she felt it was more up her street than a glorified lighthouse or a field of corn. Avoiding the potholes that littered their path Sarias wormed her way next to the monster, an air of indifference swarming her features.

"Hey, your Bul aren't you? Icky's friend? I am Sarias and -" She smirked at his previous comment she had managed to over hear. "- and I am sure i'll be more protection than a whiny little fuzz ball like Junko. What ever Seiji sees in her I'll never know."

Following the path for quite some time, she finally arrived at the abandoned town that had been marked on the map. "Hmm.." Her voice hummed as she began to explore the small town a bit. It was definitely deserted, and looked to be for quite some time now. "Jack dammit.." Cursing under her breath, she folded her arms in disappointment. She was hoping there would at least be some signs of people passing through here or something. Anything to give them an idea of what to look for. At this point, it felt as though they weren't going anywhere.. And it was frustrating.

Voices could be heard from the inside the town--two familiar voices. Peering around the corner of one of the buildings, she caught sight of Bul and the banshee ghoul whom she had seen a few times. When did they get here? Did they arrive before her? Watching for a moment; curiosity got the best of her, and she decided to head over. It was possible they might have already found something to help out. Then again, they might not have been here long enough to find anything. Whatever the case--it didn't hurt to ask. "Hey!" Gesturing with a wave, she casually made her way over. "You got dragged along on this trip as well?" She asked, a small smile playing on her lips when stopping before them. "Find anything?"

... By the time Elaphe realized he was, in fact, truly alone, there was no option of turning back again.

In retrospect, it hadn't been a smart decision to hiss and run like that, but he'd just been so desperate to get away before his nerves exploded that logic had no time to kick in and change his mind. For what seemed like hours, he'd wandered alone in the fog. Every step was treacherous, and for a while he couldn't tell if he was moving backwards of forwards... but eventually, by whatever stroke of good (or was it bad?) fortune, the shaken Nguruvilu found something like a defined path, and he followed it in the slim hope of getting somewhere, anywhere less... empty.

To make it all worse, his head was an unrelenting mess of feelings he didn't want. There was anger for Seiji, who'd met him with such awful hostility when he'd been kind enough to make a damn effort with Junko. There was frustration, and a mounting fear that the next time he locked eyes with the ghost, he'd be skinned alive. There was paranoia of every shadow he thought he saw, straining his ears and looking around frantically whenever a pebble clacked, and maybe, just maybe, there was even something like guilt. He couldn't put a finger on the cause of that last one, though-- or he just didn't want to.

... He really envied that stupid turtle on his back. Seriously, it had seemed pretty pleased with the whole trip, just bobbing its head occasionally, or yawning, or sneezing, but always looking perfectly sedate. It got a free ride and complimentary care, and what did HE get? Walking. Blindly. Along some stupid jackdamn path full of cracks and uneven spots and BIG DAMN HOLES just perfect for a leg to fall through.

"I should've never stuck around them," he mumbled softly, both to his bleary-eyed "company" and the empty air. There was a little sniff that followed, but no one would ever hear it. "Those people... that guy... they're bad news. I should've just... gotten that blonde girl there and left before anything went wrong, huh?..."

Almost as if hoping for a response, he paused right then and glanced over his shoulder. The turtle did turn sleepily toward him, a strangely reassuring sign, and appeared to consider something... but really that consideration was just the gearing up for a sneeze, which he released right on the boy's cheek.

Elaphe's frown turned frownier.

"... Yeah, thanks," he grumbled, wiping it off and heaving a sad sigh as he gazed off towards the open nothingness. So much fog. It looked so... sullen, depressing even.

"Nosi, Lapid, Donner, I... I-I miss them..."

Happy to see that Bul was unharmed, she nodded at his response. Hearing the unfamiliar name, she figured he was referring to the banshee ghoul beside him. "I see.." A little disappointed to find that they were at a dead end of clues, she folded her arms and began to maul over ideas. Hearing another voice--one that belonged to someone other than Bul or Sarias, Mei snapped out of her thoughts and stared at the small boil for a moment. Oh Jack! He was so adorably small!

"Er, like Bul said. Though.. I wonder where it is they had all gone.. You think at least a few of the professors, or even some of the ToT's would have still arrived if anything. I wonder what happened to them." Though she didn't like the thought of it, right now, she didn't entirely trust the Amityville faculty.. "I'm Mei by the way." She added, offering to shake Raziel's hand.

Shrugging, Bul knelt to Raziel so that it was so awkward for them both- Bul being awkwardly tall enough. "I can't say we've ever really met before, who are you?" he asked and curled his tail for balance. "I think you're completely right we should check around the buildings in town to see if anything was left behind. It'd be nice to find maybe some extra supplies- maybe even a roof that's safe to stay under. We could probably set this place up as a pseudo-camp," he said as he scanned the building exteriors around them.

[REMEMBER STUDENTS GET TO ROLL 2D8! <3]

A mysterious hooded figure has been watching the student's actions all this time. Out of nowhere the seemingly fade from the fog right in front of your student, grabbing them away to a side as she left the group. Your student is being attacked! The figure slashed at the ghoul, the attack stinking her and leaving her feeling slightly drained.

HP: 9
Damage: 4