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[color=7d6c00][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Attic (Laboratory -> Laboratory Stairs) 
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	Dr. Swamp nodded toward Amaranthine in a conciliatory manner. His own contributions to society came in the form of scholarly pursuits; just as she had many talents that he did not, he had his own ways and methods about him. All the same, the curiosity expressed earlier about the laboratory had not been sated. Whomever the master of this place was, he or she was able to accrue works of knowledge unparalleled to his experience. Possibly to anyone else's experience, either, so far as he knew. Swamp's eyes went to the table he had been working upon, noting its construction and details of its workmanship, then comparing it to the other furnishings. He noted the papers and noted the tools, took a glance at anything with lettering upon it. After a moment he stopped, straightened, and proclaimed, [color=7d6c00]"This is getting more interesting, Chanteuse."[/color] 

	[color=7d6c00]"Indeed, indeed it has been some time..."[/color] agreed Swamp. Longer than he would have thought the houseman would have been away, but apparently their presence in this place wasn't as loathsome a prospect as he imagined it might be, all things considered. It further reinforced his observations from the room. 

	All of that aside, now that Amaranthine had mentioned it, it [i]was[/i] getting colder in this room. Moreso than he preferred, especially with the amount of blood he had already been deprived of so far that evening. It was curious that he didn't fully notice that before [color=7d6c00]"Yes. Perhaps we should. The lab coats that we procured should give us some additional protection, as will this lamp,"[/color] he surmised, holding the device aloft. [color=7d6c00]"Though I believe we would fare better in more insulated environs. I recommend the stairwell behind Door Number One,"[/color] he said, walking to the first door they had opened after Quinton had left. [color=7d6c00]"I doubt that we can get anything more from the Lord's remains nor the room itself."[/color] But that library... Swamp was not done with this place yet. For now, for his sake as well as the Chanteuse's, he had to leave it be.