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The cutesy, quaint decor of the life-sized dollhouse provides a welcome relief from the rest of the manor. However the longer you stay the less at ease you feel… The rooms and their furnishment seem a touch too big, too clean, too plastic, and the dolls on display nothing short of uncanny.

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1: Key
2: You find a table with an ordinary sized dollhouse. As you peer inside, you see a smaller version of yourself next to a table.
3: A doll hunches over the kitchen table, posed as though she were knitting. She turns to face you, revealing buttons for eyes.
4: A shadow passes over you, and you look up to see an enormous, outstretched hand reaching towards you.
5: You hear a series of thumps. A doll head bounces down the stairs and lands at your feet. The body comes crawling after it.
6: Walking past a television set, you hear the screen suddenly ring with static. A face flashes across it and then disappears.
7: The room begins to grow around you… that or you begin to shrink! An ant marches across the carpet towards you, roughly the size of a horse and just as menacing.
8: Key


North: The way is blocked.
East: An ominous door.
South: The way is blocked.
West: Continue.

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Obnoxious Obscurity

Ruttaga

“You wanna bet...?” Ruttaga muttered. Even as he spoke though, his fingers brushed over a bump in the wall, feeling out the shape of the door frame. He almost tugged Sathe back, but thought the better of it. He did not want to appear cowardly and besides... he was curious what lay at the end of the hall as well.

“Hey, what if the owners of this place just set up the haunted house as a ruse to lure people in so they could murder them? This would be a pretty good spot for it, huh?” It was one of those stupid, careless thoughts that slipped out before he really had time to think about it.

Marique clung to his hand, nodding slowly as his eyes tried to adjust. He wanted so badly to be able to see even a few feet in front of him. It was hard to keep his legs from trembling.

Sucking in a deep breath, he nodded, before deciding that maybe Promise can’t hear him as well. ”Y-Yes, lead the way please,” he practically croaked. It wasn’t that he was scared of the dark. He was just… scared of unknown dark. He didn’t know this place. The dolls from the previous rooms were enough to make him caution in this house when he could see. Now he couldn’t see. In this room that had who knows what and went on for who knows how long. He sucked in a deeper breath, clutching to Promise’s hand harder. ”L-Lets get out of here quick,” he practically whimpered.

Stepping into the room Zelig realized it smelled like food. Fumbling around for a light switch on the immediate area he was dismayed not to find it. Taking a few steps in something bopped his head. Reaching up he felt it was a pull chain for a light, without hesitation he pulled it and the bright light suddenly appeared out of the blackness it hurt his eyes so he shielded them and looked around carefully.

"Pantry? A regular pantry? Another prank figures....." he scoffed as he looked around at all the food on the various shelves. The food smelled delicious, there was bread, canned goods, jarred fruits, beans and other things. Turning abit he found the shelf that had the sweets! Oh sweets, one of his weaknesses. Shrugging he helped himself to a cheesecake that was cut into halves. It was so good! Mouthful after mouthful he was gleeful as he sank to the floor not caring if it was dirty or not he was so involved with shoveling that cheesecake in his mouth so quick.

After it was gone, he realized he was thirsty. Looking around he spied a jug of cider. He looked for a glass and realized there was none so he just took the jug and drank from it. "This place is getting to me, sitting on a floor eating cheesecake like a wildman and drinking out of jugs! Next I will be knitting a scarf like my Nana" he said to the walls. "Now I am full and not thristy, I think I found a room I was not supposed to. This lovely pantry is off to the side, hard to find and every other place I have ventured into has been spooky. I better leave before I am found and have to deal with a very unhappy host." with that he pushed to his feet and headed towards the East.

Kavi continues further down the dark dark hall. There were no features, no light to help guide his way but he persevered. No backing down or turning around for him. Kavi walked stubbornly on.

Green Minuet
Current Location: taxidermy museum
Direction: south
Keys Found: one


Zeerah jumped back the second he entered the room, seeing the looming, bestial shadows that seemed to be ready to jump at him. Silently scolding himself for being so cowardly, his vision lost from the dark hall slowly came back to him and he realised he was surrounded by beasts, just not live ones. "This was probably gonna be your fate, bud," He taunted the vespercat, who simply hissed in return. The hybrid's nose twitched at the acidic smells, though he was somewhat used to it thanks to Xero.

Realising he was actually meant to find things in this mess, he began to slowly edge around all the stuffed creatures, subconsciously wanting to avoid touching them at all costs. He began to lift discarded canvases and peer in various drawers, noting with impression all the little details strewn around the room. Hearing a tinkling, he quickly looked over his shoulder, heart pumping as his body was ready to flee. The adrenaline would be wasted once more, however; the noise had been caused by the familiar, rubbing against some glass beakers. "Tsk tsk, do be careful," Zeerah mocked, walking over and offering the vespercat an ear rub. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed something in one of the beakers, was it a- "Hey, you found one!" He exclaimed, jumping up and tipping the key out of the beaker. "Nice work, buddy. Guess I'll keep you around after all!"

Ruttaga

Okay, Rutabaga. This is the last one, I promise. “Sure, whatever you say, boss.”