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welcome to mayfield: day 3

[Those who wake up in the town on the third day will soon notice that something's definitely off. The cracks in the sky are appearing more frequently and lasting for minutes at a time, and there's a strange white fog drifting over the clouds.
For those who've just arrived, welcome to our new little town! We're sure you're glad to see your missing friends again; nothing to worry about here, they've just been too busy enjoying the upgraded carnival to go back home. Any bleeding limbs or serious wounds you may spot are obviously just a sign of how much fun they've been having.]
OOC: If your character damages or affects the carnival or town in a noticeable and normally permanent way, please comment here.
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[That bit is whispered to Cade, then she quiets as the voices start up again, and the wheels in her head are turning. One week. This was the first days of Mayfield, wasn't it?]
[At the shriek, Olivier grits her teeth and draws her sword, careful not to get Henry with it, holding it at the ready along with her pistol as she follows Henry and Jenny]
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[But the scream makes Henry jump. What was that? Was it more of those clowns? After all this, Henry had a feeling he is not going to be so fond of them.
Keeping the gun raised, he looks to the others. Should they head back?]
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"Someone needs help. Let's go!"
[Ultimately though, Cade is at the back and Jenny is at the front, so its up to her.]
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She lets a shock of energy shoot from her finger and run the length of any tubing that might be above them to illuminate the back of the tunnel. It's probably going to turn up nothing though. That seems to be the way of things in this place.
The voices had mentioned drones, something she had written down. It seemed as if this was the very beginning of Mayfield. The first three houses that had been occupied. By willing occupants no less. So it wasn't a virtual war games, it was a virtual reality sim much like the SIMS game from back home. It made sense. Some weirdo going in and playing house with them all just like you did in the game. Experimenting and testing on them like how some people would put their SIMS in rooms without doors or no toilets. Only this was worse then slow torture. This was continuous torture that forced you to stay on your toes, and most of these suckers didn't have toes to stand on.
She gestured before continuing to push forward. If they could get out of here that was good. If they could get more information, even better.]
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If they fall, only bits of them will float back down to the entrance.]
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The sound of the water is changing. Be careful.
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I can't see anything else.
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"There is something unnatural about that darkness. Unless we can find a way of lighting up the inside, we should not go in there."