<strong>Grayson Park</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">2011-09-17 09:08:37   Clay-masked Dad rolls 2 dice to Soak   2,9 (1 success)</div></div><br/>The powerful strike slammed into the monster's chest, revealing dessicated flesh, organs and bones beneath the clay, but withered and unnecessary for the creature.  The strike almost seemed to catch fire, bits of his faded suit catching fire and collapsing to the ground as the ratchet smoldered in Nadia's hands.<br/><br/>Nadia saw the bits of flame seem to point, like scarlet-yellow fingers gesturing accusatorily at the shadows near to the child, before the embers flickered out.  The ratchet in her hand, however, was starting to collapse, burning away to destroy itself just as the guitar vanished.<br/><br/>Samuel stared in confusion, looking over towards the woman who he couldn't fully understand and back to his father, who as far as he could tell, wasn't very badly hurt.  His father took the chance of the child's attention to bellow with all the authority of a father figure, "Run home, Sam!"  Run the boy did, suddenly bolting as faint tears started to work their way down his cheeks, leaving the shadows behind which flickered away into indistinct figures, and then nothing.<br/><br/>With his one eye left, the father pointed the gun back at Nadia, having some trouble with depth perception but needing little effort to strike her at this range.  "We could have been gone from here," he said.  "If you didn't run up and attack, he would have been fine, and he would have had a father to watch over him!"  The sharp percussive force of the bullet rang through the woods once more.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Date/Time   Description   Result<br/>2011-09-17 09:42:43   Monster Dad rolls 6 dice to Dex+Firearms (Diff 5)   9,1,2,5,1, 1 (failure)</div></div><br/>However, it wasn't enough.  Alan's damage to the mask and the loss of his eye kept him from being able to fire properly, and the bullet whizzed inches from Nadia's left cheek.