Aryn Mannor: Main thread
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				Title: <strong>Aryn Mannor: Main thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 19:40:10</strong>
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				The Manor has held silent vigil overlooking the town for as long as anyone could remember. A dark guardian keeping vigil. It has also been abandoned for years with no one daring to go close to it, to move in or tear it&nbsp; down.&nbsp; Hundred of stories have been passed around as to what has happened to the residents that once lived there everything from cult stories to a murderous crazed husband back from some war. Though except&nbsp; for being some scary tale the manor is mostly ignored, certainly you haven't paid much attention to the stories, but now you might wish that you did.<br><br>You awaken in a dark cold room. There is a draft coming from somewhere and the floor and walls are slightly damp. The only source of light is a small glow coming from a crack in the door that is on the roof right below a set of stairs. Still you can make out most of the rooms interior. There pushed against one wall are selves filled with&nbsp; boxes that are soggy with dampness. The room is slightly cut in half by a rusty fence, but the middle of it is missing not making it an effective barrier. There is nothing else in the room, and nothing really holding you there. It as if you just wondered down the stairs laid down and fell asleep.
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				Post by: <strong>PreciousPetra</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 20:42:34</strong>
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				She began to stir from sleep when she felt a cold draft on her legs. Heather opened her eyes and instantly knew something was very wrong. Trying to remember what happened she sat up and began to look around her, squinting her eyes at walls which looked dank and from the smell were damp. The last thing she could remember was beginning her walk home after finishing her shift at the store. Now she found herself here, though she wasn't quite sure where here was. As her eyes adjusted to the limited light she could see shelves filled with boxes against one wall and the door where some limited light was coming in. From the look of the place and the stairs which climbed up to the door she began to think she might be in a cellar.<br><br>Heather finally pulled herself together and stood up though she felt a bit dizzy. Making her way to the fence she squeezed through the missing part and stumbled up the stairs towards the door. She hadn't even looked into the even darker corners of the room she had woken in to see if anyone else might be there besides herself. But then again why should she? All she knew was she was scared and wanted to get out of the place as quickly as she could.
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 09:33:57</strong>
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				The sound of movement woke Evie from her troubled sleep. She moaned in annoyance as she always does upon waking but the moment her eyes opened to knew something was very wrong. "what the..?" She asked the room in an unsettled voice as it focused around her to show a door with light coming in from below it, a fence separating the room and and shelves with soggy boxes. <br><br>Evie shivered against the cold that seemed to have seeped into her while she slept and tried to remember any thing, anything at all about how she'd gotten here. The last thing she remembered was getting off the bus heading home after a long day in class. Nothing that could explain how she'd ended up sleeping on the floor in some dank room freezing her ass off.<br><br>Slowly as sleep fled from her and she became more awake she remembered what had woke her and she slowly comes to her feet straining her eyes to see anything in the low light. "hello?" She asked the darkness forcing more calm into her voice then she felt, "Is anyone there?"
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				Post by: <strong>PreciousPetra</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 11:24:05</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85080.msg3748306#msg3748306">Quote from: LimitlessNikkie on 09-10-2010, 09:33:57</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Slowly as sleep fled from her and she became more awake she remembered what had woke her and she slowly comes to her feet straining her eyes to see anything in the low light. "hello?" She asked the darkness forcing more calm into her voice then she felt, "Is anyone there?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Heather was about three quarters of the way up the stairs when she heard the voice. At first she thought she had imagined someone saying hello and was about to continue upward when she heard the voice again. Turning around she peered into the darkness from which she had just come, trying to see who the voice belonged to. She wasn't sure if she knew the voice or not though that was no surprise given how disorientated she felt at that time.<br><br>"Yes, there is someone else here but I don't intend to stay here if I can help it. I don't know where we are but I want out, you coming?" If the door was locked maybe two of them would have more chance of breaking it open.
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 12:44:57</strong>
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				Someone actually replying almost made Evie jump out of her skin as it was she did start considerably and cuss to herself under her breath. It wasn't like her to be so easily startled or over come by fear but see as she'd never woken up in a strange dark dank place with a stranger before she gave herself a break.<br><br>"Yeah I'm coming." She said trying to sound at ease as she made her way across the room to the stairs. Even with the light coming from under the door Evie was having a hard timing see and tripped while climbing the stairs enough so that she stumbled and had to catch herself, "well fuck." She said her hand smarting where she'd caught herself. "today's just turning out peachy." she said sarcastically finally making it to the section of the stairs the female who's voice she'd followed was. 
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				Post by: <strong>PreciousPetra</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 13:51:46</strong>
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				"You OK?" Heather asked the other young women as she reached where she was standing on the creaky wooden stairs. "I'm guessing if you are feeling dizzy and a little sick like me I'm guessing whoever bought us here drugged us first. Damn well must have done because I know I didn't come here willingly!" Looking up at the door just a couple of feet ahead of them she gestured with her hand toward it. "I won't be shocked if it's locked but maybe between if it's as old and damp as the rest of this room we will be able to break it open between the two of us. And I'm Heather by the way."
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 17:27:55</strong>
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				It took Staicey a while to wake up and fully realize what was going on. She woke up at a strange sound but the first thing she realized was the damp and moist smell. Then she turned to her back and she felt the hard floor. Only then did she also realize the voices. Something wasn't quite right here but still her drugged brains had difficulties figuring out just what was going on.<br><br>She heard another voice and the squeaking of the stairs. <br><br>"Oi, wait up," she almost said instinctively. <br><br>They were good people or bad people but in any case she wasn't going to sit idle. She grunted as she got up from her corner of the room and tried to look around through the dark. Should I ask the obvious question or not? Ah why not...<br><br>"The fuck are we?"<br><br>Carefully she moved across the room towards the beam of light coming from up the stairs. 
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				Post by: <strong>PreciousPetra</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 18:10:37</strong>
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				She only managed to put one foot on the next step up when before hearing someone else tell them to wait up. "We're up here," Heather spoke once again into the darkness before she saw another female figure appear out of the shadows. "I'm not sure where the hell we are but I don't think we should hang around to find out." Still feeling dizzy she leaned against the wall as she looked from one young women to the other. "Whoever bought us here is bound to come back soon and not having been born yesterday I'm kind of thinking we were not kidnapped and dumped down here to play patty cake. We need to get out of here and fast." She knew she didn't have to point out whoever snatched them did so to either rape, torture or kill them, maybe even all three. <br><br>The world was filled with crazy people and one of those had taken them. It was already clear none of them were just going to sit there and accept the fate that just might await them. Not bloody likely.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 08:39:36</strong>
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				"No kidding" Evie said somewhat sarcastically shaking her head to try to clear some of the fog out, satisfied when the bright spots faded and she felt a bit more steady. "I'm Evie by the way" she said easing past Heather towards the door and testing the knob unsurprised that Heather was right and that it was locked, but at the same time she smiled. It was a regular door lock nothing more and would take less then a minute to pop, thank god for the foster system, she thought with a wry smile. Combing her fingertips threw her hair she found a couple bobby pins and after bending one a bit she slipped them into the lock, wiggled one around a bit she smiled when she felt it slide in and click. "And we're out" She said turning the makeshift picks to unlock the door and swinging it wide stepping back and squinting as the light streamed into the room.
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				Post by: <strong>PreciousPetra</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 13:02:25</strong>
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				"Some like to play the victim where as the rest of us come out fighting, or kicking and screaming if needs be." As the other female eased passed her Heather stepped back and watched as she pulled from her hair a couple of pins and proceded to pick the lock. "Really pleased to meet you Evie given the circumstances and all." As the door then swung open she too squinted, lifting a hand to her face to protect her eyes from the sudden light. Once her eyes had adjusted she moved past Evie and into the room beyond though she wasn't prepared for what she saw.<br><br>"Oh shit," she muttered as she looked around at the grand hall she found herself in. Having seen old photos of the place in the local library when she was still at school she knew instantly where she was. "We need to get out of here right now," she said as she grabbed hold of Evie and pulled her through the door. "Hurry up both of you. We're in Aryn Manor!"<br><br>Heather knew all of the rumours about this place and had seen a light coming from one of the rooms on more than one occasion over the years. Maybe it was just a caretaker nobody knew about but she knew from the little she had seen so far that the place was well maintained. It looked as if the family that had once lived there might just be beyond one of the doors.<br><br>She didn't know why but the sense of fear and dread within her had increased ten fold.
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 14:50:58</strong>
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				Staicey had gotten to her senses with the light flooding the room. <br><br>"Alright girls hold on a minute."<br><br>Her experience in survival kicked in and a strange feeling in her gut. She had no idea what the Aryn Manor was as she was not a local. She had just been here in a motel for the night on a trip to another city. <br><br>"Since I'm not from this town I have no idea what or who Aryn Manor is but what I do know is that we need a plan. We got the door open but we have no idea what or who might be out there. It's a little strange that somebody would lock us in a room with a lock that fragile."<br><br>She didn't want to take over leadership or anything but the feeling in her gut made her feel quite uneasy.<br><br>"We need to prepare since it's unlikely that if this is a house, whoever put us in here will simply let us leave through the frontdoor."
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				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 21:51:22</strong>
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				The grand hall looks as if it might have when the house was new despite the cover of dust that coated it and the cobwebs that clung to the corners. On one wall was a spiral staircase that would lead them up to the other floors, and on the other wall was lined with various pantings including a portrait of the family. To the right was the large brass doors that would lead outside. Though trying them, would find that they would not budge as if the house itself was holding them together.<br><br>Somewhere down the hall classical music drifted. The sound was scratchy and would skip every once in a while as if it was being played on an old record player. 
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 08:21:42</strong>
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				Evie pulled the bobby pins from the door and slipped them back into her hair before she stepped into the room and looked around, with about as much interest as a home buyer would show a studio apartment. "Aryn Manor huh?" She said to no one in particular crossing the room to look at the portraits, "Your right I doubt the front door will open." She said sounding far calmer then the other two though she like the other had a really creepy feeling about the place, though she'd loathe to admit it. Evie didn't scare over odd feelings, old stories, or gory histories, as far as she was concerned it was just a really cool old house....nothing more.<br><br>Evie admired the different paintings as if memorizing the faces, in truth she was. She loved old portraits and these were some old pictures of them in a history book these were the real thing, a rare treat to be sure. "I think we should look around. I doubt who ever went to all the trouble to kidnap the three of us, all in one night, in diffrent places at, diffrent times, would leave us any easy means of escape. Besides the guy is going to count on our fear." She said looking pointedly at heather for a moment "to immobilize us or at the very least slow us down."
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				Post by: <strong>PreciousPetra</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 12:07:50</strong>
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				Heather looked at the other two women with disdain and then at Evie as if she were out of her mind. "You want to look around Aryn Manor? Nobody ever looks around this place because nobody knows who owns it anymore." When she saw Evie studying the pictures and paintings she felt even more uneasy. "That's a picture of the family who used to live here. They lived a normal life until the father came back from war, then the parties stopped, visitors were never invited or could get past the main gate if they still came. Then the people in the town stopped seeing his wife and children and rumours spread he had killed them, but before anyone could ask him what happened to them, he disappeared too. Now you may think having a good look around would be fun but I don't. Nobody said whoever kidnapped us would have left the doors unlocked for us to walk out but that doesn't mean we have to play the tourists while we wait for him to come back."<br><br>Though the house was very dusty and had cobwebs in every corner the manor did not look as if it had not been lived in for a century. The furniture had not decayed and strangely neither had the rugs or carpets though it was obvious they needed a good clean.<br>It was then Heather began to hear the sound of classical music coming from another room across the hall. "I have a really bad feeling this place holds memories none of us should ever see, and don't tell me neither of you can hear that music."&nbsp; And she really knew she didn't want to meet what was within this house whatever or whoever it might be.
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 13:17:58</strong>
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				The music startled her the most. It just added to the whole picture of a spooky house. Staicey hadn't seen it from the outside but just by looking at this room and the paintings, combined with the story Heather told it must have been the typical chick flick horror house. She wasn't scared as she had nothing to be afraid of yet. Just a feeling of nerves.<br><br>"This looks like some entrance room or something." <br><br>It was too small to be a normal room, especially if the house was as big as she imagined it to be. But what disturbed her most was the lack of windows. A window meant a way out but this room had none. She searched her pockets for her cellphone, knowing it was a long shot but worth a try. There was, as expected, no signal and the clock seemed to have stopped at 00:00 hours. Staicey frowned and checked her watch. It had stopped at the same time.<br><br>"Girls, we have no idea where we are, we have no idea what time it is nor how long we have been here."<br><br>She turned her attention to Heather now. <br><br>"You seem to know this house. We need to find a window or a door or something that leads outside."
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				Post by: <strong>PreciousPetra</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 17:16:40</strong>
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				"I know just where we are but that doesn't mean I know every room or nook and cranny. I only know this house from the old photos and documents they have in the towns library. From the few photos of the inside of the house they do have I remember this is the entrance hall so it stands to reason there should be a doorway somewhere in here which leads to the outside."<br><br>It was then she began to search in an almost frantic manner for any sign of a doorway, be it a current one of one which was no longer in use and hidden from the naked eye.<br><br>"And I know we need to get out of this house as soon as we can or we never will."<br><br>Heather had no idea why she had said that never mind what she actually meant by it. That feelings alone sent a tingle of fear down her spine.
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 02:02:18</strong>
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				Evie had listened with half and ear to the other two and finally turned around to look at the pair at after Heathers dire prediction. "Dramatic much?" She said sounding disdainful. Evie had, had enough of the bad horror movie routine. "Yes I hear the music and yes this place has a creepy history as well as feel to it." She said freely admitting the place had a bad feel to it. "but that doesn't mean we should jump to the conclusion ghosts are walking around." She said sarcastically.<br><br>"Somebody" She said emphasizing the word "kidnapped us can we please focus on that and not this slumber part scary story stuff." She said sounding slightly annoying walking around the room looking around with a lack of anything better to do. "We'll never find a way out of here if we stay in this room." 
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				Post by: <strong>PreciousPetra</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 14:29:37</strong>
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				Heather crossed her arms as she looked toward Evie. "Oh how stupid of me for thinking being kidnapped and locked in this manor is anything but scary and dramatic. And I didn't say there were ghosts walking around the place, all I said was nobody knows what happened to the family who used to live here. For all we know the somebody who kidnapped us is one of their descendants. What I do know if nobody from town ever comes here, many people including me have seen lights on in here and some people even swear they saw someone riding a horse in the grounds."<br><br>She let out a sigh as she rubbed her hand over her face. "Look I don't want to fight with either of you. I agree we need to find a way out of this house and that we might need to leave this room to do so but that doesn't mean I think we should explore the whole place as if we were tourists. The longer we remain here the more the greater chance whoever kidnapped us will come back. And I really don't want to find out why they kidnapped the three of us."
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 15:03:30</strong>
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				Staicey sighed and rolled her eyes. Just what we need. Grande.<br><br>"Look girls, there is no need to fight or argue. I fully understand you're upset, so am I but fighting eachother won't really help. Before we run off searching for a way out, let's calm down and think somethings through."<br><br>She then realized she hadn't introduced herself yet.<br><br>"I'm Staicey. I am an expert in survival skills. Why would a person that kidnaps us lock us into that room, with a crappy lock and that allows us to walk around his house?"<br><br>She looked at both girls and then continued.<br><br>"What if he wants us to walk around? So he can spy on us? Or maybe he set out traps? We don't know. We know nothing yet. Not even of eachother, why we are here et cetera. We have to get out yes, but doing so in a hurry in the current situation might end up pretty badly."
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 22:45:32</strong>
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				Evie nodded to Staicey agreeing with her and at least for the moment liking her far more for not spouting ghost stories like were all back at camp. "The lock sucked no doubt but it sucked because it was an average house the, the same thing most people have on their front doors. If we'd of had to break down the door it would have made a good amount of noise and drawn attention. My guess is who ever took us was expecting us to break down the door not pick the lock." Evie said pushing her fingertips threw her hair musing it slightly.<br><br>"I think your right Staicey, that he wants to watch us, I mean really why put us in a 'haunted' house? There are plenty of more mundane easier places to have stashed us. But I also think he picked all of us for a reason he wanted each reaction and our skills. Heather here believes in the stories and lendands, I obviously do not believe the ghost aspect of it, and Staicey is like his control group having no opinion one way or the other because she's not from here." Evie smiled slightly as if figuring out a puzzle "Actually it's a little brilliant." She said with a slightly laugh.<br><br>"I think we all need to sit down and come up with a plan. Heather you seem to know the most about the place can you tell us about the house, skipping all the family history." Evie said attempting to be nicer then she had been.
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				Post by: <strong>PreciousPetra</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 23:31:37</strong>
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				"I'm not sure if you heard our introductions before but the lock picker is Evie and I'm Heather." The idea that whoever had kidnapped them might have wanted them to walk around the house so he could spy on them felt as creepy to her as being snatched. "That's all we need someone who gets off on us wondering around looking for a way out of a place like this. A place where nobody is going to pass by because the legend scares everyone away, I don't even know anyone who has dared come any closer than the bottom of the hill let alone through the gate."<br><br>It was then she pulled a face at the little brilliant remark made by Evie. "An intelligent pervert...just great." Closing her eyes she took a deep breath before she did her best to give as much information as she could. "There are only a few photos of the manor and most of them are of the grounds. I know there is a small chapel somewhere on those grounds which has a small graveyard attached. Front entrance and a servants entrance to the main house, the only photos of the inside I have seen are of this entrance hall and the grand ballroom."
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 00:32:56</strong>
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				So this was the entrance hall. Where on earth were the windows? Did he hung the paintings over them? <br><br>"He could have kept us here naked. So that's obviously not on his mind Heather."<br><br>What it was that he did want was still not clear to her. She closed her eyes a bit and then looked at the girls. <br><br>"Jesus I can't think with that God aweful music on. Let's turn it off."<br><br>With that said she walked out of the entrance room into the next room, in search of the music player.
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				Post by: <strong>PreciousPetra</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 01:20:36</strong>
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				"If he...if it is a he that is had kept us here naked I think they would have kept us tied up and not left us free to wonder around the place. Not that I fancy getting into their mind to find out just what they are playing at."<br><br>When Staicey walked out of the entrance hall and through into the next room Heather began to follow. "Be carefull for all you know that music box or whatever it is might be a trap." The words spilling from her lips as she kept close behind and half expecting the door to close and bolt it's self behind them once the three of them were inside. Of course she knew that wasn't possible...unless someone was already in the room where the music was playing...waiting for them.
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 21:41:58</strong>
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				Heather was right. Something about this house was very wrong and Staicey sort of expected dead to pop up at any given moment. She couldn't really explain the feeling but it was certainly there. Survival rule number one: Check before you go.<br><br>God this was stupid. This wasn't some poisonous flower or meat eating animal, it was a music player. <em>Get a grip Staicey, get a grip!</em> Carefully she removed the needle from the disc and the music came to a squeaking halt. She held her breath for a few seconds and then, when nothing had happened, exhaled looking back at Heather, with a face saying: That wasn't so bad, was it?
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				Post by: <strong>PreciousPetra</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 22:17:47</strong>
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				Heather could almost feel someone elses eyes watching them as they moved closer to the music player. Granted she wasn't at all convinced that was not feeling paranoid by the situation they had found themselves in. She found herself holding her breath as Staicey removed the needle from the record which had been spinning. Once the music stopped she too held her breath before giving the other girl a similar look in return before she then began to look around the room they now found themselves in.<br><br>"This place really is like a dusty museum, there isn't anything modern in here at all."
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				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 00:07:42</strong>
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				The record player had been sat in the ballroom. The room itself was large but empty lookin leaving ample room for anyone to dance if they had wanted to. On the walls there were pictures of people some who had been famous at the time the house had been new. On the far side there was a stage. Dark red curtains hung over it obscuring one side, and half of a banner that hanging from it. It mentioned something about a masquerade ball. There were masks that littered the floor as if they had just been discarded a few minuets ago.On the stage the curtain that covered the other half moved slightly as of someone was hiding right behind it. <br><br>The room was silent for a moment then there was the faint sound of laughter, and pieces of conversation as if their was actually a party going on. A few seconds later the music started to play again. The curtain on the stage moved just a little more reavealing an outline&nbsp; of a&nbsp; person. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Aryn Mannor: Main thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PreciousPetra</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 00:50:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can't even imagine what it must have been like before that family disappeared here." Heather murmured as she turned around slowly taking in the sight of room. The stage must have housed more than one night of music and dance, the heavy curtains though dusty still hinted at their one time luxury. Even so when her gaze fell upon the masks scattered over the floor she felt s shiver run down her spine. Out the corner of her eye she thought she saw one of the curtains move though she wasn't sure if it had just been a trick of the light.<br><br>However the laughter which she then heard though faint was something she knew was not in her imagination, neither was the sound which she heard which caused her head to snap back to the old gramophone player. "What the hell..." She began to back away from it though her eyes again darted around the room and it was then she saw the outline of someone half behind the curtain. <br><br>"Who are you and why have you bought us here? You have no right damn it, no right!"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Aryn Mannor: Main thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 09:30:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Evie walked into the room as if entering something no more interesting the a laundry room but actually seeing the room she stopped mid stride. "whoo would you look at this place?"she said but instead of the expected fear she spoke with something akin to excitement. she walked further into the room picking up one of the masks from the floor and looking at it, "This is so cool." she said with a smile put it on before she started looking around the rest of the room.<br><br>As if just realizing the other two where in the room Evie eyed them wondering why they were acting so out of it when she saw the curtain move out of the corner of her eye. Whirling around she saw an outline of a person and she squinted for a moment before pushing the mask onto her head so she could see clearly. Sure she wasn't seeing things Evie yelled out "Hey" and took off at a run towards the stairs to the stage.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Aryn Mannor: Main thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 01:50:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Although the stage still looked good it had been setting there a good number of years and the boards were cracking. In the middle of the stage a hole had formed from where the boards had rotted out. The curtain moved a little more as the person tried to hide behind them startled and a bit surprised at being seen. It was a young girl with long black hair and dark eyes She was wearing a white dress that slid down way past her feet, and the straps slipped down off of her shoulders. It was a bit big for her. Seeing the others there her eyes grew big and wide. <br><br>" I just wanted to watch the pretty people dancing."&nbsp; She explained in a soft voice.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Aryn Mannor: Main thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 02:28:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Evie made it to the sage but stopped dead in her tracks when the boards creaked menacingly beneath her. For a moment she wondered at the folly of what she'd just done but she ended up just shrugging there was no going back now.<br><br>Seeing the girl up close Evie took in the too big dress and dark hair and eyes. The little girl looked...something Evie couldn't put her finger on right away. But the girls statement made Evie's eyes widen, she hoped the others didn't hear especially Heather, she was already far too into the whole ghost thing. <br><br>Evie though a little surprised wasn't what you or I would call scared. The little girl didn't look scary so Evie saw no reason to be so. Moving slowly conscious of the weakened floor boards Evie moved closer to the little girl and kneeled down smiling softly. "I'm Evie" she said softly a friendly smile on her face, "Whats your name?" she asked using the same demeanor she used with the other young kind in foster care hoping the friendly demeanor and no threatening attitude would keep the girl from running away...or disappearing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Aryn Mannor: Main thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PreciousPetra</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 09:27:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Evie began to run towards the stage Heather decided to approach it too though in a far more cautious manner. She slowly moved followed the other girl though stopped in her tracks when she realised the floorboards were missing and loose under foot. However when she did stop she was close enough to see the outline was not of a man but of a small child. Her earlier words which she shouted at the outline seemed pointless because it was clear that whoever had kidnapped them it was not going to be a little girl wearing a dress which was too big for her.<br><br>Heather had enough sense to stay where she was and to let Evie continue to talk to and coax the little girl into speaking to her. Maybe she had some of the answers they wanted and there were plenty enough to ask. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Aryn Mannor: Main thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 23:27:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Staicey was in total disbelief and was about to burst out in laughter. This was getting pretty damn ridiculous. Somebody kidnapped them and now tried to make them believe in ghost stories. The girl on stage looked real enough but something about her was weird and not from this world. Then Evie ran to the stage and Staicey could no longer control herself. <br><br>"Okay you two," she laughed out, "this is utterly ridiculous."<br><br>Whatever it was, the girl was not real and although she did understand Heather's question, Evie's idea to introduce herself to 'it' made Staicey laugh even harder. <br><br>"Come on this is stupid, but if you insist on interacting with it, ask her where her father or mother is, so they can show us the way out and we can go home."<br><br>She still was laughing when suddenly the music player she had just turned off, started to play again. Now she realized that something was really really wrong. Still not really wanting to give into her fears, she quickly took the needle off the record to stop the music again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Aryn Mannor: Main thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 01:23:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She studied each one of the girls for a moment with wide frightened eyes. She moved her hand and pushed up one of the straps of the dress.She pouted her lip quivering a little as if she was about to cry at any second. At the moment she seemed to ignore the question the girl had asked. " Raydn promised...He promised that he would distract everone so I could see...Allie's gonna be mad."&nbsp; She pouted and then blinked. <br><br>It was then she seemed to notice that they were not from the party, not anyone that Raydn or Allie knew so they might not tell on her. She took a few steps back the stage creaking with the movement. " I'm Raven. Are you here to watch the show too? you haven't missed the best part yet...and after that we couldn't have parties any more everything went. They thought it was an accident, but I saw him. He thought I was in my room."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Aryn Mannor: Main thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 09:02:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Evie glared at the girl Staicey "Shut up Staicey." She said her tone clipped and a bit annoyed there was nothing she hated more then someone laughing at her as Staicey was doing at that moment. Evie would have smirk as the girls laughter came to a sudden stop except for the record player being the cause of it.<br><br>"Yes we're here to watch the show Raven." Evie said to the young girl her voice calm and soothing again. Something about the two names Raydn and Raven clicked in her mind but she couldn't place them right away. Art history was her interest not history in general and while the names teased something on the edge of her mind Evie just couldn't grasp the reference. I turned to Heather and with a questioning look mouthed the names at her hoping she would know the reference they seemed to come from.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Aryn Mannor: Main thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PreciousPetra</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 14:02:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The laughter which came from Staicey shocked Heather even more than the sight of the little girl standing on the stage. She wasn't convinced the reaction hadn't been caused by nerves because she really couldn't see anything funny about the situation they were in. The only thing which seemed to snap her out of it was the music beginning to play again which then resulted in her removing the needle from the record once again, something which Heather was glad of because the sound was quite unnerving.<br><br>She could hear the little girl's voice but she still couldn't tell what she was saying from where she was still standing. However when Evie turned around and gave her a questioning look as she mouthed two words everyone in the room would have heard the sharp intake of breath which came Heather. "They were two of the children of the family who lived here," she replied her voice just a whisper but loud enough to be heard.<br>
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