Where Laughter Stills
25st of July 2006 A.D.
A last look around the erstwhile chamber of horrors. "One minute".In moments you are going through their pockets, ignoring bulging billfolds and credit cards in favor of a small pile of cellphones. At your Dad's look, you explain as you stuff them in your pockets "Loose ends, Dad. Niemi was apparently scamming both Iku Turso and the poor people here. His people's phones might help us figure why."
Dad does not look convinced at the notion that Iku Turso can be scammed, but he lets you finish. Thankfully another another thing that finishes is your transformation, sinking back into the flame of your anima, like a stone under still waters, eternally part of the lake bed.
Cleveland was probably not ready for that look.
Alas it's not all good news.
"Darn!" you shake your head looking at the guard. One more question had gotten you the 'doctor's' number, but the guard did not have enough of an affinity to whatever magic was done here to tell you what Way Niemi would have taken out of here. At least you learned one thing out of asking it. If you try to use a focus that is not good enough to set the eyes upon your crown upon it's just like grabbing for something that isn't there, momentarily confusing, but without any higher cost.
Lost 1 Essence -> Now at 3/12
A hurried departure through empty passageways gets you out of there just ahead of a throng of firemen and EMTs, and you only have a brief meeting with Ruth Koskinen before slipping out the foyer and down the sidewalk.
That had been a bit more than luck back there, you think back on how unlikely it was that even doing little to try to be stealthy you made it out of the building without meeting any emergency personnel and got to talk to Ruth. With a quick, slightly self-conscious prayer of thanks for somewhat more obvious than usual help you slip into the hotel and up the stairs. Some king of glamor or illusion magic would be great for some like this
After all three of you clean up from looking like extras in a horror movie, you take a nice relaxing bleach bath while your digital helpers look through the Cleveland police cameras for signs of the Pathfinders. Vampires are not the only ones who can play this game after all.
Essence and Wounds now at full
Luckily for you, and unluckily for the fleeing Pathfinders not all of them had the chance to flee along the Ways and their path on the streets of Cleveland is easily tracked to the shores of Lake Erie, to a place called Euclid Beach Park, a former amusement park according to the internet, emphasis on 'former'.
A twisting, turning
wooden half-cylinder with no rails rose over a field long since colonized with chickweed and crabgrass the yellow heads of dandelion and the white cups bindweed flowers looking out from among the half rotted posts of what had once been a popcorn stand. Everywhere bright colors are peeling to dirty browns and greys like half withered flowers. Only the two story brick arc of the park gate seems to have survived the passage of time strangely intact.
As the wind blows out from the lake you can hear, or think you hear at least the faint tinkle of bells on the breeze. The hint of childish laughter is definitely your imagination though...
definitely.
Alas Lydia does not let you have comforting lies for long: "The dead do not rest easy here."
"A good place to go to ground for those who have less reason to fear them than ordinary folks," your dad sighs. "I've seen this before, even beings that have no power to command the dead can use them as tripwires of a sort, to slow pursuit or at least warn of them."
"Well it's been something like three hours since we dealt with that thing at Soul's Rest, so if they have anything else waiting for us odds are that will be ready as well," you note. Then to make the point you add. "This is out last chance to find out what they were doing Niemi is not answering his phone." You let a little of the frustration over that one seep into your voice.
Why does the evil sorcerer have to know not to answer unknown numbers?
"I could try to talk to the ghosts, ask them where the Pathfinders went, but it's going to be obvious..."
"When you say obvious...?"
"Glowing bright silver," she confirms. "I can pull them across the veil for a bit to feel the wind and see the moonlight unshrouded. "Ghosts remember life and even those whose lives were darkest yearn for it, that is why they are still here."
What do you do?
[] Try to question the dead (Lydia rolls Empathy+Charisma at -2 DC; Obvious)
[] Try to find the Pathfinders within the park the old fashioned way (Lydia and Michael roll Intelligence+Investigation making use of the maps Clippy downloaded for you)
[] Use the Crown on the park itself to find out if they are still here or just passing through (-1 Essence)
[] Write in
OOC: In our world Euclid Beech Park was closed down in 1967 and the place was mostly cleared up, but our world also does not have Chicago Undertown. The various dark things of the Dresdenverse are drawn to places like this, the liminal ruined state.