A House is Not a Tomb

June 4, 2012

>Boys: Let’s keep the hole for later. Do another 180° and check the book-shelves. Try moving them away from the wall to get at the possible~ hidden door.

Even with both of their noodly strength combined, the boys can’t budge the bookshelves. There must be some sort of trick to it.

Pete rolls his eyes. “We must have to pull on one of the books or something. Soooooooo modern and not cliche.” He searches around until he spies something horrifying. “What the FUCK, who bought the Resident Evil novels? These were AWFUL.” He pulls on it.

…………. Nothing happens.

June 4, 2012

> Joe: Pick up the DRoWN rug.

Joe picks up the rug. Awwww, no bugs. Oh, but hey, there’s a trap door with a keyhole in it.

>Pete: Get your ass back into the Study.

Pete slumps back into the room, his temporary happiness at making maps being weighed down by the prospect of finding even more puzzles behind those locked doors. Joe’s knee deep in puzzle solving, and opens up the trap door with the Fridge Key. There is a pitch black hole in the ground, with a ladder leading downward. Pete glares down the hole. “Aw, HELL no.”

June 3, 2012

Joe suddenly exclaims about how badly they’re going to need a map, about how wonderfully handy the backs of posters are, and how oh, look at that, there’s pens in the little jar on the desk!

> Pete: Get out of puzzle hell. Grab a pen, take off the problem sleuth poster, and get back into the hallway to start map making.

Pete makes a map. He’s good at making maps.

Shit yeah.

It looks like almost all the doors are locked or boarded up- the room closest to the Study isn’t, but it won’t budge. Something must be jamming it from the other side.

June 3, 2012

Joe asks what the hell Pete is wandering around all grumpy for when there’s an entire other half of the room to explore. Seriously, how could he not NOTICE that?

Pete says he figured Joe had it covered.

Joe says that the only thing getting covered here is Pete’s blush, and he’s not covering it very well.

Pete blushes harder, and covers it even worse than before.

June 3, 2012

AND NOW WE FORMAT CHANGE FOR SPEED AND SANITY’S SAKE

>Insert the key we got from the fridge into the box.

It’s too big.

>See if it fits in any of the locked doors in the hallway.

The key does not fit any of the locks in the hallway.

Pete does not know what the fuck he is supposed to do with this key.

June 3, 2012

>Pete: Get the Jar and the locked Box out of the shelf.

The jar contains a single lightbulb. The lid is stuck on tight. Being to rough with it will break the bulb, too.

The locked box is, well. A locked box. It doesn’t appear to be openable unless the key is inserted.

June 3, 2012

Joe: Check the bulletin board notes.

…… Oh. Oh, FUCK. <3

June 3, 2012

>Boys: Check out the open door, get in there.

The boys enter the Study.

“Oh great,” Pete mumbles. “I’ll tell you right now, if you find me dead in here, it was me, in the Study, with my own fucking shoelaces.”

Joe is focusing way too hard on exploring to worry about Pete being grumpy over a few delicious puzzles.

June 3, 2012

>Boys: admire the paintings.

Pete and Joe are no art connoisseurs, but these paintings are fittingly creepy. They appear to have been done by the same artist, originals, not prints. It looks like they were both drawn in one, continuous line. Pete likes the one with slenderman in it, and Joe likes the dude singing in the shower. Heh heh.

June 3, 2012

>Joe: Check Kitten calendar.

The cat calendar is several years old and has Oct. 23 circled in red pen. It’s been untouched beyond that date.

>Peter: Check mouse-hole.

Pete glances into the mousehole and sees nothing but darkness inside. He briefly considers sticking his hand in, but then decides that’d be a really fucking stupid idea.