FINAL CONFRONTATION.

[foundationmods]

The Winchester House looms before you, the barrier that kept everything in - the time stop that Dog placed over the area - now thin as a single pane of transparent glass, Solomon still clearly outside the house frozen in the same position he was on the tapes.

The minutes tick by - and the barrier slowly gets thinner and thinner, close to falling.

You have seen everything - the events of the past. You have also come up with your own ideas of what to do from here - how to save your fellow 6350's lost to the curse, and defeat the Curse itself.

There is no one left alive in the house.

But, at the end of all of this...

There will be a wrong righted.

Comments

[merirut]

A pitiable end.

[Welp, now that they seem to be done here, he's going to finally descend here and let his wings vanish from his back. He tugs a little at his hood to let out some small bits of glass before crossing his arms and surveying the rest of their ragtag band of agents.]

[visionem]

We really should have done that from the start.

[ But I mean he had a good time. ]

[merirut]

So it seems. It would have been more efficient in the end.

[Meanwhile Sandalphon had a terrible time getting turned around like five times...]

[houndumb]

It totally deserved it!!!

[What's this pity stuff, can he eat it.



No seriously he would eat metaphysical concepts right now if he could. At least he is not in dog form and is not eating metaphysical energies, but Nora is still giving the evil eye upside down or something.]

[merirut]

Hmph, of course. That doesn't make it any less pathetic. Just a miserable mass of hatred and anger... the world is better off without it.

[Honestly, Nora can totally eat Sandalphon's share of pity because he doesn't care for it at all. He's never been great at sympathy to begin with, and maybe the Girl in Blue would have something to say about it, but some things just needed to be destroyed.]