day 5

[mayfield_mods]

[The fifth day doesn't dawn at all. In fact, the sky simply isn't there anymore; the only thing visible if you look up is pure black nothing. Most of the carnival itself is no longer visible, having been blanketed by thick white fog; any attempt to enter said fog will result in your body rapidly disintegrating. The street at least still seems to be intact, but with no way out and the fog slowly creeping in, who knows how long that'll last?

Luckily, it seems like the cavalry has finally arrived.]

(OOC: This marks the last day of the event! Anyone who has won a prize from Mayfield's carnival will be able to access both Mayfield and this area through the funhouse, and will be able to take one person with them on each trip they make. If your character is not rescued by the end of the day, they will be disintegrated by the fog and will wake up the next morning in Mayfield with the standard revival effects. You are free to comment in this post regardless of whether your character signed up for the event.)

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HOUSE #1

[mayfield_mods]

[Unlike the other two houses, which have been mostly swallowed by the fog, this one still seems to be somewhat intact. The interior's been completely wrecked, but look around and you may be able to find something anyway.]

[technologic]

[Welp, this sucked.

But at least one of the houses is intact... well, somewhat intact. So April will start having a snoop around here, to see if she can find anything before this place self-implodes or something.]

[spitefulvitae]

[Well. So much for being able to shelter herself in one of the houses during the day. Her one secure spot is gone, and... well, she's gotten a bit incurious, after how terrible the town has tended to be, but that one remaining house may have something worth seeing. Or huddling in.

In she goes, plank in hand, ready to bludgeon the shit out of anything that dares give her trouble. Instead... there's someone already there? She eyes April up and down.]

Find anything?

[technologic]

[She turns towards the voice, watching the other woman for a moment before shaking her head.]

Nothing yet. I'm gonna keep looking though.

[mayfield_mods]

[There seems to be a scrap of paper poking out from underneath one of the loose floorboards.]

[technologic]

[Well, there's something. April narrows her eyes at it when she spots it, before crouching down to pull it out from underneath the floorboard.]

[mayfield_mods]

[It seems to be an old newspaper.]

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[balaton]

[Hungary's been reluctant to go anywhere near the fog, especially having lost her flashlight previously. The door yeilds easily to a kick, and while it looks upright, nothing inside seemed fine.]

Well, this is odd.

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[mayfield_mods]

[There's an object thrown aside in the corner of the hall that doesn't seem to match the rest of the debris. Closer inspection reveals it to be an old typewriter.]

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[balaton]

[Kicking part of the debris out of the way, Hungary then kneels in the chalky remains of the wall plaster and torn wallpaper, reaching with a gloved hand to type the side of the typewriter for anything inside.]

And why are you intact?

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[theboywiththebook]

[One last quick look around. He only had a few bullets left, probably should have packed more. But he had a slingshot. Entering inside, Henry is quickly searching through anything. With all that this town has thrown at everyone, he's not taking the chance thinking it's safe yet.]

Re: HOUSE #1

[mayfield_mods]

[In a closet, underneath some rubble, is an old newspaper.]

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[theboywiththebook]

[His eyes widen as he reads through it. So Lucy, Zemekis, was an alien? What's worse the milk from the dairy, the stuff people always threw out at their houses...was alien eggs that would hatch in them? Thank God he didn't drink the milk here, but it makes him want to throw up.]

O-Oh God...what the....

[Shoving it in his bag, he soon runs out of the house.]

[priceofmagic]

[ The fog was an unwelcome surprise and has made her a bit angry. Satou's already beginning to feel the effects of not drinking any water for the past two days and she's grouchy from not eating. Overall, the polite girl act is off as she stops in front of the house with her hands on her hips. ]

Okay, dumb house-san. Why the hell are you still standing? [ She stomps in, looking around at the wrecked interior with a deepening frown. After taking a quick glance she unlocks her empathy, checking for emotional residue on the house as she searches for anything not wrecked and useful. ]

[mayfield_mods]

[There's no emotional residue, but she'll find an old newspaper on the sink in the bathroom.]

[priceofmagic]

[ Feeling no emotional residue, Satou lets her guard down while exploring. She picks up the paper and looks it over, frowning at it. ]

Hm... I wonder if this is edible? [ It's tempting, but she decides to just fold it up and take it with her instead. ] Probably don't want to eat anything I found in the bathroom, though...

[ With the paper tucked under her arm, Satou goes back to exploring the house. Checking each room with more focus on finding things than people. ]

[extraordinarily]

[And here comes one Haruhi crashing in. Not literally, of course, but actually going to dart in run right past Satou -- and then she darts back, realizing that she actually went right by her.]

Satou-chan! Did you find anything?

[That's totally the most important thing here.]

[priceofmagic]

Ha-Haruhi-san!

[ Satou tries to wipe the grouchy look off of her face and correct the bad mood her hunger and thirst have put her in. Nodding, she unfolds the paper. ]

Yes, right here! It's a newspaper! I found it in the bathroom, so don't eat it.

[extraordinarily]

Heeeeeh, this is pretty interesting!

[She reads it over before grinning a little bit.]

Do you mind if I keep this?

[thenewnancydrew]

[ Alright, this house is suspicious.

Why is it still intact when the other two are engulfed in fog? Whatever the reason, Bella's going to do some serious investigating.

She stops in front of the door to say a quick prayer. ]

God, please keep me safe while I do something incredibly stupid. Again. Dying after all this would really stink.

[ And with that, she steps through the door. ]

[envyspites]

[Mion's lurking in the general area, one-eyed doll from the game-booth slung over her arm. She's keeping a sharp eye out for stragglers, and will help them out if they ask, or if they seem too haggard to walk.]

[suicidoll]

(Mion will probably spot Kreutzer and a few of her dolls carrying an unonscious woman down the street and to the funhouse. If people can escape, then she has to make sure Chell gets out...she absolutely has to.)

[envyspites]

[Her eyes widen, and she waves a bit, running over.]

Oi! Oi, neesan.

[suicidoll]

(Oh good, someone's coming over. Kreutzer doesn't remember seeing this girl during the past several days...things are looking a little brighter.)

...are you able to return to Mayfield?

[envyspites]

[A nod.] I got one of those freaky booth game prizes, yeah.