[Action]Tales of Horror

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[Beware beware, in the depths of the library's horror section there lies a dark shape, a masked head tucked in between the terrible chaos and insanity of H.P Lovecraft and the darkness of Brahm Stoker.

Those nearby may hear the echoes of a low and gravelly voice.] And so it was...And thus did darkness fall...Terror rained down upon the land...

[The voice will be silent at times leaving some to meet this being accidentally.
Stumble upon this grisly scene at your own peril.]

Comments

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[...someone's reading rather loudly today.

Leo's not going to say anything just yet though, but he'll stick his head into this horror section (the lighting really is terrible in this part of the library, maybe they should get more of those newfangled electricity lights in here) to look for the mysterious narrator.

Possibly to, you know, ask whoever it is to quieten down.]

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[There isn't anyone standing or sitting in the aisle between shelves, but there is a voice muttering to itself.] No..no, not scary enough...more blood...terror...

[statice]

[What is this, interactive reading time? ...from thin air?

He glances up at the ceiling (perhaps there's someone who finds it preferable to lounge on top of bookshelves, it takes all types to make a world...or rather, to make Luceti), but there's nothing there. Maybe someone hiding in the shadows.

He's going to have to take a further gander into this aisle of bloody terror, clearly.]

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[All power of resistance fades as Leo comes close to his shelf and the voice yells from his side.] BOO! BWA HA HA!

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[CRASH

...goes the bookshelf opposite of the one Murray's on.]

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Bwa ha ha! Your terror and mayhem is a sight to see.

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[It's dim but not dark; it doesn't take long for Leo to focus on the source of the voice and his eyes to be able to see properly in the poor lighting once again. At...a masked heard in the middle of the shelf of books.

And slowly, very slowly, he disentangles himself, being sure to steady the bookshelf so it doesn't rock.]

I imagine it was.

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Did you feel your blood run cold? Your heart pound with terror? [He sounds extremely pleased. If only Leo had screamed.]

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[To Leo's credit, he is not a screamer. But by then, he'll have straightened and there's a bemused smile on his face.]

One out of two, quite unfortunately. Was that necessary?

1/2

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...

2/2

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Of course it was!

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[step step, let's approach the head. Is someone sticking their head through the other end or something? That's annoying. He's going to have a better look at them then.]

Why?