[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f7976a]Deeper Than The Sands[/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][b][color=f7976a]Date:[/color][/b] October 6th, 1924[hr][hr][/center]

	[color=ed1c24]*Roll requests can be made in chat or can be left at the bottom of your post for results in the next update. You can get a roll during your post and add another in the update at the bottom of your post! Ever in doubt of what to post, just drop me a message and we can talk.[/color]

	[color=998849]Special Note: That Haze will remain until further notice, so make sure to keep to it. ^_^[/color]
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	[b][i][color=f7976a]Boat (Sun Deck):[/color][/i][/b] While looking at the city is rather amazing, it is as beautiful as it is disturbing, it reveals no clues as to why Vera would be fading from existence like someone slowly erasing her from a drawing pad. Looking down at her hands, Vera is seeing that more and more of her is vanishing from sight. Her eyes widening as she turns her hands over and over again and again. Looking at her hands both in horror and fascination. Her head whips to one side to look at Mosi. [color=f7976a]"I feel quite well but frankly I am rather disturbed, I am..."[/color] she began to say but her words dropped off as she looked towards Reddish, only to note he too was fading away. 

	[color=f7976a]"Oh dear..."[/color] Vera muttered as she stood there. This was not good. Something went through her mind and quickly she pulled out her journal and thrust it towards Josephine. [color=f7976a]"Keep it safe! Please! I implore you!"[/color] she begged but her voice was now fading away as well. It wasn't but one or two heartbeats before the Lady Munn seemed to fade from the world. Where had she gone? It was anyones guess but she was only the first to go.... Reddish seemed to be quickly following, he would only last until the end of this round before he too was gone. 
	
	[b][i][color=f7976a]Athribis (Underground):[/color][/i][/b] There doesn't seem to be a direction that the voices are coming from, more of a general echo that makes it difficult to discern where it is coming from. He can't figure out how the voices are there, that is just beyond his knowledge. Nora is finding it more difficult to figure out which way to go. The carvings are fading and seem to be shifting now. It is like trying to solve two problems at once with only half the information for either. Now, while Gene isn't exactly sure what is going on, she is starting to feel as if some of the fading and switching out of scenery seems familiar. Not in experienced before herself but as something she had read, or perhaps [i]seen[/i] before, somewhere, sometime, a long time ago. Like a real damn long time ago. Like a fucking life time ago. Or three, or more. Faye doesn't know what the hell is going on but one thing she is pretty sure of is if this is occult, if one deals with the situation or panic, or tries to fight it, it could cause a lot of physical pain. 

	And as elsewhere one had faded away and another has started, as has here. Nora's hands and hair seem to be fading away into the haze. And she is not the only one. The Lord Major is as well. Those that look will notice it. Anything Nora or Reginald say will start to become as faded as they are. By the end of this round they will fade away into nothingness. The last thing that Nora or Reginald will hear before they fully fade away is, [color=f7976a]"Hurry, follow me."[/color] It is Vera, somewhere, and only they will hear it. 

	[color=ed1c24]*Both groups will hear other things though:[/color]
		
			[color=cyan]"Can we please get the fucking hell out of here now?"[/color]

	[color=00ccff]"...Are we dead?"[/color]

			[color=ff4500]"You talk too much."[/color]

	[color=#7E5C65]"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck…"[/color]