[center][h2][color=f7941d]Arthur Steiner[/color][/h2][/center]

[color=f7941d]"Madness...of course. Dr. Gabrowski would be stupid to let somone who actually cares for these people in...wait, what did you just say?"[/color]

Arthur's face, just a few moments ago filled with curiosity, was now one made of confusion. His eyes staring down at Dupree - Professor Steiner was a tall man, quite intimedating to both new students and seasoned professors at Miskatonic -, shifting to look at Emil as the German student continued where Dupree had left off. The old man standing at the reception? Arthur didn't pay too much attention to him it seemed, only offering a brief glance before locking onto his colleague and student. 


[color=f7941d]"If I had not been convinced that there was something incredibly strange going on these past events, I would have gotten you thrown out of the university and deported back to Deutschland yesterday, Herr Günther..."[/color] Arthur pulled out a handerchief from his pocket, wiping his forehead free from the beads of sweat dripping. Dr. Steiner, the man with the stone face and an iron will, was visibly shaken. Now the only thing remaining was for Hell to freeze over. [color=f7941d]"...but yes, that would be a preferable entrance. I think I shall have to tell you about our little...adventure of yesterday, Herr Günther and myself, but not here."[/color]

Arthur turned his head, looking over at the remaining group of students who seemed eager to get moving; the temperature of the whole fascility - The Eternal Prison of Lesser Men - had fallen quickly, and a few had been smart enough to 'forget' proper clothing. [color=f7941d]"Everyone! You are dismissed for now, return to Miskatonic and attend to whatever business you have until lectures resume after lunch. And don't you dare complain about colds or freezing feet, you all know perfectly well that it's winter!"[/color]

[color=f7941d]"Now what did you say about a place of secrets? Above and below water? I can safely assume you're not referring to Atlantis. Atkins dwelled more with the the abnormal cultures and religions; Ancient Greece is Professor Masters' area. So what could he mean by..."[/color]

Arthur started talking quietly to himself as he began walking through the reception and out into the cold winter air. A raven's [b]kraa[/b] snapped Arthur out of his line of thought, his eyes locked onto the black messenger of Death fly away. [color=f7941d]"Come on then, let's not waste time. I have the nagging feeling that we'll not be alone there."[/color] 

Next stop: Miskatonic University, where they would be met by more people, Companions, mysteries and madness, Agent Lichfield, and their next clue.