"I know what you mean laddie." the priest whispers to him. "I've been forced to transubstaniate grape juice since I'm not allowed wine any more. I'm not even sure if that works."

"'Tis a shame, a crying shame... What's the world come to when a man can't even get a decent drink any more?"

OOC: Alright, originally you were with the investigation group Dante, so by the power of the GM *POIT* You are back with the investigators.

Investigation Team

Henry, Tommy, Dave, and Jospeh looked expectantly into the house as the door swung open. The hallway is strangely sparse. You see a plain table near the door with nothing on it, and a mirror over it, but for the most place the hallway is empty, and littered with dust and random bits of debris. At a glance, you see six doors, three on the right and three on the left, and at the end of the hallway you see a stairway leading down to the basement, and a stairway leading up to other rooms.

Research Team

The nurse is wary, but with a combination of the doctor's credentials, and a convincing story of being part of the family, the nurse agrees to let you see them. She goes into the back for a bit through the door, and come backs a few minutes later, saying that the Husband is in a rather bad condition now and perhaps shouldn't be visited, but Mrs. Macario is willing to accept visitors. She leads you down the hallway and through a twisting maze of stairs and halls, but eventually you all find yourself in a waiting room. After a few moments, Mrs. Macario enters escorted by a guard, and while she looks at you all, wide eyed and in shock since you obviously aren't her family, she also looks somewhat desperate and interested. She sits down in a comfortable chair set around a table in the small room, where the rest of you are already seated, and sits expectantly waiting to see what you strangers are here for.

Making sure to stay very quiet, Joseph checks the first door to his left.

This room is some sort of storage room. You see piles of boxes stacked to the roof, two antiquated and rusted out old water heaters, and two rusty bikes. The only thing of interest seems to be an old, closed cupboard near the back wall and in the corner.

"Why exactly are we here again?" Dave asked from his spot in the middle of the group.

Henry, relieved that nothing had happened, answered Dave as he headed into the house. "We were hired to investigate the house. Now, please be careful while you explore this place. Make sure to stay together, and if someone screams it would probably be best if you just ran."

Taking a quick look around, he motioned the others to follow him as he headed immediately down the stairs to the basement. "We might as well start from the bottom and work our way up from there. Guys, tell me if you see something suspicious."

When you go to the basement door, you notice it has three locks on it. Strangely, they all seem to be locked towards the basement, with the locks on this side of the door. You open the locks with a few clicks and open the door. The rickety, old, bad stairs lead down into the darkness. You flip the switch for the basement, but nothing happens, leaving the basement in darkness.

(OOC: Ecurt! IHMN! Dr Dr! Whoever else is there! RUN! RUN NOW! It's the spooky basement with no power... and the basement was locked THREE TIMES! Get out!)

Frankie smiles kindly at the old woman, and, at first, speaks loudly enough for the guard to hear, "Hello, Aunt Gabriella. It really has been so long... we brought a doctor for you." He then lowers his voice enough to be sure that the guard can not hear him. "Hello Mrs. Macario, I am sorry about the false pretenses, but the nurse did not seem to be in any mood to let investigators visit. You see, my friends and I were hired to look into the odd things that were happening at your old home. We were hoping you could tell us what had happened... so that we can be sure it doesn't happen to anyone else."

"Let's skip the basement. No point in looking around in a large room where we can't see anything." Dave suggested from his spot in the middle of the group.

OOC: Always stay in the middle is my motto when in a possibly dangerous situation involving demons and ghost.