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Oh bleh, this place was small, cramped, smelled bad and had... people in it! Good, finally, someone else to speak to. Most of the time, thought, Carthusia was busy trying to find out more information - she wanted to know if the cloaked creepers were involved in this, and if so, to what extent. The notes outside and on the floor were smudged, but it told of someone being lost. What was this all about? She wished she had the power to fix the ink to be able to read all this. Carry tried to keep a mental note of the contents and continued onward, speaking to Siddie while keeping an eye out for other people she brushed by. "I can kind of see people but... looks like a bunch of students. We must all be looking for the same thing..." she whispered quietly, not wanting to scare anyone with some sudden noise. At least they could stand up in here, though the lighting was poor.

"What's that?" The demoness pointed to the elevator. One would think that important things would be kept deep below ground, and this placed reeked of laboratory. Perhaps some more information was kept in the lower levels? Carthusia was determined, and trying the elevator may or may not have been a good idea. She walked up to it to investigate. "Do you suppose it still works, Siddie?" If it did, maybe they could get to the bottom of this mystery (ba-dum ch.)

(( Personal note: HP is 25 ))

"I'm glad you asked that," Barth said, smiling for what must have been the first time on the island.

"It is a very convenient Labor Saving Device, that travels vertically. At the push of a button. No climbing whatsoever. ...Ah, hello Carry. I err, thought you had gotten dragged off. And had your skull made into a trophy. Err, managed to get out of it though, I see?"

Calder looked to Barth and back to the elevator, and then back to Barth. "It looks like a small box. What does it do again?" The demon had used some rather big words and while Calder might have pretended to know what they were at other times and just gone with everyone else, he wasn't in the mood for surprises now.

"Why are we going in a box?" A small box that people stood in. There were no doors there. How did they go anywhere.

Barth, happily on the elevator, waited for the others. And for somebody else to push the button.

"It's suspended from thick wires. It's a mechanism. Very safe. Usually. Not sure about the older models."

The hallway lights flickered pointedly. But the alternative was walking, and threatened with horrible death vs. a long walk...well, Barth was not very fond of walking.

Pocketing the note, Israfel watched his friends...? Yes.
They were his friends.
He watched his friend gather into the box. "....." He felt a touch alone but- "I-...I think I'll take the stairs. The box is a box. A box is just another cage." He shuddered. "I'll just take the stairs. Se you further down?"

Tsetsiliya descended the ladder at a slow pace, content to take her time and focus on not looking down. She thanked Jack that she had worn (or been forced to wear, rather) sensible heels, but even so they were inconvenient for climbing down the rope rungs. Luckily the descent did not take very long, and once at the bottom she moved out of the way for the others above her and took a look around the room.

Carthusia was heading towards the elevators with another ghoul, and Tsetsiliya felt inclined to follow the pride demon. After all, she had felt immensely guilty for getting lost in the fog and being unable to help her earlier. Reason told her that she should probably stay with the group she had arrived with, but with a casing of the area behind her, there was no sight of them. Panic arose within her. Where had they gone? Her head whipped this way and that for a sign of them, but nothing turned them up in the darkness.

Instead, she rushed over towards where Carry and a bunch of other students were boarding the elevator. It was going to be a tight squeeze but being alone on this island was not appealing to her in the least (not after dealing with the fog, and that was with a group). She muttered a stuttered apology to a kelpie boil as she entered the elevator, choosing to stand near the back, eyes nervously downcast. The resounding creak that said boil had pointed out set her hands quaking again.

Oh for Jack's sake, why had she picked the elevator?

Having been completely distracted by the voices currently speaking to her (the ones not in the room or that had a physical manifestation currently) Belladonna blinked once, slowly and turned to the group. She had spent the duration climbing down the latter and took a few faltering steps through the darkness, hearing another voice she didn't recognize.

"I shall join on this journey, yes." Belladonna told Ren, any sort of humor worn too thin already so she missed the joke he was trying for. "You look rather hurt, dear. What happened?" It might be rude to ask so soon (his injuries did look rather fresh) but she was also too curious about this island to ask. She had only seen one person attacked... And speaking of. "Oh! Daisuke... Oh, I hope you're alright..." She murmured, her mind trying to remember whether or not he had actually come on the trip or not. Had he disappeared into the fog or had she run away? It had seemed so long ago. Ugh!

"Whisper! I'm glad you're ok too..." Belladonna waited for the others disperese, her hands reaching out to grab the girl's arm. "I'll come with you too. Into the rooms. That sounds good. We can follow Ren and Sir Gabrian and Miss LW and Um, Miss Bunny. Yes." Well, she had kind of met Gabrian and LW in minipet training, but Alessa was... In Krumm Car right? Oh, it was too confusing.
"Be careful Siliya!" The witch instructed the girl, giving her a quick hug. "If you need me, just shout. I'll come running." With fists flying, probably. With that, Belladonna took hold of Whisper's arm again and went to explore the rooms with the others.