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Edited by Warlock Holmes: 4/13/2020 5:16:04 PM
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Research in Red Part 2: Into the Mist.

[spoiler]second time writing this spoiler. Ok so here is a sequel to my latest story in the offtopic roleplaying universe. Enjoy if you wish and remember I am only mortal so I extend my apology to any mistake I make. Here is a link to the first part. Also if you don’t like these stories than don’t read them it’s that simple. https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/255596176/0/0 [/spoiler] About a hour earlier from the journal of Sir John Watson It had been a while since I fell through that trap door and confronted vampires. Afterward I found myself in a labyrinth of old stone walls and dust. Many monsters of the likes of vampires attacked me although I can say they are no more. Unfortunately the gear for vampire hunting is all but gone. I haven’t heard a word from Holmes recently the wizard is probably getting himself into all sorts of trouble. I found myself by a set of big wooden doors which have been dedicatedly carved with images of bats and moons. The doors themselves are almost a image of a skull. After trying to knock and open the doors to avail I decided to use other solutions. I backed off before running into the doors with my shoulder. With my exceptional strength the doors have heed and broke open enough for myself to climb through. On the other side I found a huge great hall. A set of stained glass windows lay shattered on the other side of the room and the pale moonlight flooded through the area. There where four pillars, Although only three still stood, holding up the roof that was too high for my liking. Around the room where broken remains of furniture and the walls where scorched with arcane blast. A huge organ was set in the wall underneath the broken glass. Finally, in the middle of the room stood my friend Warlock Holmes uttering some spell under his breath. “Well Watson you look worse for wear. What happened, picked a fight with a washing machine did you?” The wizard asked. Although his use of washing machine was really a personal jest and less of the actual terminology. “I’m glad to see your ok too” I said a little bitterly and more than a little sarcastically. “How did you get here? I had to crawl my way through hordes of monsters!” “I teleported” “And you didn’t think to bring me?” “Of course not” Holmes said. “I had no choice. He brought me here. The professor the vampire we where fighting.” “I see. Judging by the room I can tell you fought him here. It’s a shame really the stained glass probably looked so masterful.” “Watson that vampire is no mere simple spawn. More powerful than most I hath seen in my days. Even with my arcane strength I want able to best it. Although it fled through that window. To where I don’t know but I am weary. I suggest we head back to Baker Street to puzzle this out” my companion spoke and I gave a nod of agreement. With that my friend turned and walked away from the manor. I followed but I saw something out of the corner of my eyes. Along the stone walls was a group of bricks that when I squinted almost looked like a door. I walked over to examine it but almost immediately the door disappeared. “Are you coming?” I heard Holmes voice call out and I decided to follow. Later that night I found myself at our little apartment on the streets of offtopic. I entered the doors and Holmes began to follow but he suddenly froze in contemplation. “Are you coming Holmes?” I asked “Can I?” Holmes said with a look of confusion “Watson where are we?” “Holmes this is your own house of course you can come in!” I said instinctively but instantly realized my mistake. Suddenly my longsword was in my hands as I backed away from the creature that masked itself as my friend. Holmes, or at least what looked like him, smiled reveling two sharp fangs and his eyes where aglow with fiery light. “Why thank you for the invitation Watson. It is very kind of you to invite your friends in.” The vampire spoke as it walked through the door. I readied my sword and under my breath I sighed, “Holmes what have you done.” [spoiler]Forgot to mark this as a question so I can mark the second part as a answer. There is also a little but I hath not the room so I shall post it in a separate post later. [/spoiler]

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