Outlaw Field: Underground

The man visibly relaxes when you agree to follow him. He even slings his rifle over his shoulder and begins talking candidly. "The test? I can't tell you about it yet, but I passed it. Dukav will tell you more about it. He's our leader now. We're safe down here as long as we're with him."

The narrow path through the cavern slopes down and turns to the right. As you begin turning, you see that the light here is not from a generator as it was above. Rather, the stone itself is glowing with a faint yellow light... not all of the stone, perhaps a specific vein of some otherworldly ore that somehow ended up on Earth. You continue walking, and wonder if you've walked far enough in a downward spiral that you're actually under the entry chamber with the pile of dead bodies. Occasionally, there is a branch in the path and another passage leads off to the side, but these are not lit as brightly as the main passage and the man never strays.

Finally, you come to an old wooden door that is just slightly cracked open. You hear faint laughter on the other side. "This is it!" the man says. "Everyone else is in here." He is grinning widely, like a kid about to introduce his parents to his best friends at school. "Ready?" He begins reaching for the door without waiting for a response.

"Just a moment," Myra says, interrupting him before he grasps the handle. "I would very much like to speak to my friends for a moment first." She smiles at him as she asks, "That okay with you?"

"Oh, sure! Didn't mean to rush you," he smiles back at her, but you can see a bit of disappointment on his face as he responds.

Stepping back away from the door and your guide, Myra whispers, "Something is not right here. I can feel the evil, and it is strong. I'm pretty sure this guy is okay, but... I don't know... this is different. I've never felt it in this way before. It isn't like any deevil or entity I've ever sensed. It's just... different somehow. I don't know how else to explain it."

OOC: Frederick senses only pride and happiness in the man escorting the group through the cave, and his sixth sense isn't triggering.

Outlaw Field: Underground, Entry Room

The footsteps get closer and closer. Finally, you hear them just on the other side of the door. Everything on this side is completely silent, as everyone is tense with anticipation.

The door handle moves a bit, as someone on the other side touches it. You hear a faint beep, probably a key card of some sort being swiped, and then a loud click as the door is unlocked.

Moments pass and the door remains closed. Then you hear footsteps again, slower and more deliberate this time, growing fainter as someone on the other side moves away from the now unlocked door.

Outlaw Field: Trap Door

The rat accepts your help and finally comes out into full view. Still, he takes his time to size you up before he moves too far from the cover of the desks that he could leap behind if necessary. He's wearing little more than a pair of pants and an empty pistol holster on one hip. He stares at each of you intently, one at a time. Finally satisfied that he isn't in any immediate danger, he says, "Yes! Come. Follow me to the hole."

The rat leads you to a closed doorway in the very hallway you scrambled down in order to avoid his fiery attack. The scorched mark on the floor is still there, and you can't help but think about the near miss when you pass it.

The rat crouches as he pushes the door open, as if trying to be as stealthy as possible. He points across the room at a trap door leading down. The trap door is on the ground off to the side, and a narrow staircase leads down into darkness. "Over there," he whispers. "Door with lock is down there, down long hallway. They lock door and won't let me in!"

"Well, guys," Myra says. "Looks like this is it." She glances down at her pistol to make sure that the safety is off, and then she takes a deep breath. "We ready?"