Alright, you knew they were weak to fire. You just needed to burn them without getting in close. You ignored the pain in your arm as you headed up the stairs and quietly dug through the shop. You found some oil in a small back kitchen that consisted of a single cupboard and a hotplate before heading back down. You doused the corpses with as much oil as you could and set them alight once more. It was easier this time with their limits known. You could just stand there and watch them struggle fruitlessly until they collapsed, their bodies too destroyed to keep up the animation that moved them.
You checked upstairs in case any reinforcements came. The cultists you had scared off earlier hadn't reported to anyone it seemed. You still needed to deal with them later, but first you would deal with this. You crossed over to the alcove first to check what was inside it. A leopard skin is carefully wrapped around the treasures inside. Unfolding it you first find a ritual mask, one marked even more monstrously than Silas'. The tongue that hangs from the mask bothers you, there's something too familiar about it. You suspect it's human, but you refuse to look close enough to confirm whether it is or not.
There is a feathered robe in there that you suspect is meant to be worn by the leader of the cult rituals, along with a pair of gloves fitted with lion claws in such a fashion they could be used to strike and draw blood. There's no particular magic to them, but you can tell they have been used for ritual killings despite that. A locked cashbox is tucked away here as well, thankfully mundane.
The next items are much less so. There's a book titled Africa's Dark Sects that you can sense a trace of Other in. A copper bowl that looks smooth but you can feel etchings covering rests near a grey metal headband that radiates power reminiscent of the dream lands. A beautifully detailed marine chronometer rests in there, telling you the exact time it is, nearing three in the morning. There's a carved scepter with egyptian hieroglyphs carved onto it that you can sense resting power within.
The final item makes you the most uneasy. At first glance it looks like a cotton sock with something attached to the top. A closer look reveals the top is a totem inscribed with four different faces, each hideous and distorted, and ready to be worn with the cotton portion to pull over one's head and leave it resting atop. There are multiple powers marking this one, and one is deeply familiar from when you had taken the train with your old friend.
[ ]Take the book
[ ]Take the four face mask
[ ]Take the bloody tongue mask
[ ]Take the cashbox
[ ]Take everything
[ ]Leave it until you are done investigating