UPDATE LOLOLOL
Okay, here's part of todays update.
DUN DUN DUN
We grapple our way into the mysterious "Robs Department store". The sign says "Defoe Manor", but that probably just the local teenagers doing.
Nice mask. Unless you have some sort of terrible skin disease, and that really is your skin.
*Dramatic theme music*
I examine the grappling-umbrella. Also, creepy creaks and whispers emanate from the house.
Nothing in the room appears to be worth taking.
I try to open the window, but it's stuck after it shut itself. Huh.
Trilby states the reason
why It won't open.
What "Old-Fashioned" way out? The front door? The wall?
Upon leaving the room, we encounter this pleasant old chap.
What? It's not like I'm wearing a bizarre and possibly traumatizing mask.....
Oh wait, I am.
Me too trilby, me too. Also: I seem to be switching between writing this in first person ("I" took off the mask) and various other ways of writing that I forget the names of. (Trilby took off the mask, etc)
Upon venturing downstairs, I encounter another person in this.....room, I'm not quite sure what to call it. Apparently, he's been stuck here for several days.
Uh, no....
He steps a bit closer and asks about the window we entered through.
You're making it sound like some creepy hotel. Stop it.
Based upon this sentence, I presume there are 3.1415 people in the house.
He mention the other "Guests", (Jim, a young adult, Simone Taylor, someone from the BBC, and AJ, a guy whom no one knows anything about. He was apparently the guy whom we bumped into just a minute or two back).
Why?
Just break a window or something.
Huh.
STOP TALKING LIKE IT'S A CREEPY HOTEL
So Phil walks off to do some work, and tells us to gather everyone in the sitting room.
Later today I'll hopefully update again, and include a map of the house so far.