Innsmouth

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A Rustic old elevator connects the floors of this house. The car seems larger than normal, but then the entire house looks larger than normal. A control panel on the side of the door allows access to each floor

<3> Attic
 <2> 2nd Floor
 <1> Main Floor
 Basement

Contents:
Basement - Brownstone
This room is unlike many basements in that it is completly furnished and comes equiped as a gameroom. The games however don't seem to be any you recognize and hey in fact you really shouldn't be down here at all.
Contents:
Obvious exits:
<G>arage leads to Garage.
<E>levator leads to Elevator - Brownstone.

Victor Synn has arrived.

Victor Synn

Victor Synn is a rather average looking man. Standing at about 5'11" and around 185 pounds he's certainly not big but something in the way he carries himself indicates he's far more then meets the eye. His hair - a stark platinum silver - is kept at about mid back length, and his piercing blue eyes seem to miss nothing. His lean face seems joyless until he smiles, at which point the whole room seems to light up... truely an intriguing character.

Currently Victor is wearing a pair of black khaki pants, tucked into a pair of well shined combat boots. A black button down shirt with silver tubing sits atop the pants, and he wears a floor length sleeveless coat, the back of which has a Yin Yang symbol. His hair is swept up into a ponytail, to be kept out of his way. The hilt of a unique looking knife is seen just barely poking out of the right boot.

Nyah Hunt's seated on the couch again, feet up on the coffee table, and she's looking at the television set...'What's Happen?' just happens to be on. She's just being well a normal kid.

Victor Synn thumps out of the elevator, and shakes his head... he looks disheveled, hair unbrushed and not tied back, wearing a pair of black pants and a white undershirt. Walking past he heads out to his car.

Nyah Hunt looks over to the elevator, and she says, "Mornin or evenin.." She shrugs and then goes back to looking at the television set. She reaches into her back pocket for her small communicator..A message. She hrmms at the content..

*A simple voice message waiting in your answering machine*

Hello, Miss Hunt, this is Victor. Sorry I didn't call you back the other day, but I had to run out to California to take care of some business. If you're ever near Massachusettes, give me a call. Till next we meet, fairwell.
<End Message>

Victor Synn returns from his car with a bottle of some sort and a bag, walking past again he moves into a bathroom that's down here conveniently.

Nyah Hunt murmers quietly to herself, "Whatever then.." She places her phone back, and she goes back to looking at the tv.

Victor Synn comments from the bathroom, "How the hell would anyone know where to find us, or for that matter who was involved."

Nyah Hunt doesn't look into the bathroom as she stares at the tv, "I gave him the number for this place. Not like he can contact me back at Con HQ. As for finding us..potluck I'm taking. I didn't even know where I was going that night."

Victor Synn comes out of the bathroom, "WHY the HELL did you give some complete stranger the phonenumber here... and how is he connected with my work?"

Nyah Hunt reaches into her handbag for the guy's card. She hands it over, "Here. If you want to hunt him down fine. For once I'd like some real human contact." The card reads Ward Engineering Co. Victor Ward, Innsmouth.

Victor Synn says, "You said something about this guy bein' around when I killed Mike. If he knows something, he has to die. What did he say that lead you to think that."

Nyah Hunt places the business card down on the table, and she frowns, "Well I saw the lights from the car, and Shockwave did pick it up. He didn't seem too concerned with it either."

Victor Synn says, "Shockwave doesn't understand the way things work around here. If he observed it, he dies. Period." he curses, "Dammit, I DON'T need to be going cross country again... I hate driving for more then a day straight."

Nyah Hunt frowns and she looks at her feet, "It was him...I felt his presance there. Dammit. Shouldn't of let those guys mess with that telepathic crap of mine. Now I'm not passing out anymore. I've been getting pretty good at using it."

Victor Synn growls, "Great, now I've gotta get dressed and drive all the way back to california and find this asshole who doesn't know when to leave shit alone." he stalks over towards the elevator, hair brushed now at least, and vanishes into it.

Nyah Hunt shakes her head slowly, "No..He's in Massachusettes."

Victor Synn is already up in his room.

Nyah Hunt follows along to tell you where he is. She knocks, "Well it'll save you the trouble. He's not out in California. He's in Massachusettes. Innmouth."

Victor Synn blinks as he comes over to the door, "How'd he get over here so fast..."

Nyah Hunt shrugs, "Could of flown himself there and back."

Victor Synn finishes buttoning his shirt and shakes his head, pulling a leather coat from his closet, "Great, well, the guys gonna be dead in a few hours anyway... next time I'd be a little more careful about how you set up friendships. This guy got mixed up in the wrong shit." he moves past you and back to the elevator.

Nyah Hunt follows after you, and she frowns, "Then I'm going with you. I'll know who it is at least.." She sighs, "He's better than that French kid at least.."

Victor Synn walks over to where he'd tossed his other gear and picks up both holsters, fastening one into the back of his pants, and slinging the other over his shoulder, grabbing the knife he slides it into a hip sheath instead of his boot... being a different boot. He then pulls the Baby Eagle and pulls a special 'ankle holster' from the leather coat pocket, strapping it on he fits the small gun into it snuggly, "Do you really wanna see the guy get iced?" he asks as he reaches into the long coat and pulls out clips for both the Desert Eagle and the Colt .45, slipping some into the holster slots for them, and the rest into a coat pocket. Finally, he slips the coat on, "I thought you were naseated when I killed Mike." he then pulls his carkeys out of the other coat.

Nyah Hunt reaches for her coat that's hanging off the sofa. She looks at you, "I watched you feed that guy to the gators down South. It only bothers me when all that moral stuff starts floating about in my head. I'd rather you pick that French kid off..But I'm taking you won't be playing with this guy." She reaches back for her gun, and she places it in her inside pocket. Real smart.

Victor Synn says, "No need to play with him, I'm a professional now. Gotta cover my tracks. One bullet, base of the neck. Probably will use the Colt, since it doesn't splatter as much." he turns and walks out to the garage, "Not that I don't welcome the charming company, I'm just more concerned about your comfort."
Victor Synn

Currently, Victor is wearing a black silk button-down oxford shirt which is tucked into a pair of loose fitting khaki pants, colored an off-olive color. On his feet are a pair of black leather 'Caterpillar' Steel-toed work boots. Over this is a black leather hip-length coat, and a pair of thin drivers gloves. At the moment his hair is left free reign, not tied back, and a pair of wrap-around sunglasses similar to what Arnold Schwartzenegger wore in Terminator sit on his face.

Nyah Hunt shrugs and she says, "Thanks for sharing that bit of information. Like I said. Right now I'd appericate more human contact than I've had as of late."

Victor Synn grins, "We can stop for Coffee on the way back." he heads out into the garage.
Victor Synn has left.

Garage

As can be seen from the vast array of unusual equipment stored here that at least one of the inhabitants of this house seems to have an afficieny for cars. This garage fits 2 vehicles and seems to have some very specilaized equipment.

Contents:
Victor Synn [Human]
Modified 1985 Monte Carlo SS
1987 Buick Regal Turbo
Obvious exits:
<O>ut leads to Uptown - New York City.
asement leads to Basement - Brownstone.

Modified 1985 Monte Carlo SS
A large boxy looking 1985 Monte Carlo with a large sculpted hoodscoop and larger dragracing type rear wheels with big chrome wheels.

Victor Synn says, "Oh, be careful getting in the passenger side, I need to dull one of the edges of the window down a bit." he kicks one leg into the driver side, then the other, sliding down into the car."

Victor Synn has left.

Nyah Hunt pushes herself up and carefully slides herself into the passenger side. She winces, and she says, "I need to do something what that car I lifted. I'm getting used to getting flown all over the place."

Modified 1985 Monte Carlo SS
The inside of this car is done entirely in black leather, everywhere, with the best dials available for the time, and a *gasp* tapedeck w/ AM/FM radio, high tech!
Contents:

Victor Synn

Victor Synn says, "I can help you out, if you like. Aside from the alterations the Decepticons made to this car, it's 100% my work." he sticks the key in the ignition, "Hell, I can even rekey the thing." turning it the car rumbles to life like a caged animal... you'll notice that it's a manual speedshift, commonly used in Indy and NASCAR cars, shifting into reverse he hits the garage door opener and backs out slowly, "This here is my pride and joy... I took the time to learn exactly what the cons did too, so I can still maintain it myself."

Nyah Hunt looks inside the car, and she nods, "Sure. Not as cramped as getting stuffed inside Shock
there. But it feels good to be human again to some degree."

Victor Synn says, "Even if your with a cold hearted killer, eh?" he chuckles, and seems perfectly at ease with it, hitting the gas off he goes, "Seriously though, where do you see yourself in 10 years?"

From outside, Manhattan - New York City
From outside,
'A City That Never Sleeps' fits what Manhattan is to the letter, and surely it is what Mr.Sinatra ment when he wrote the song about this megatropolis. Tall skyscrappers reach out to the sun and moon in the sky. The famous Empire State Building, World Trade Center, Times Sqare, and other monoliths are what make this the most famous skyline in the world. Manhattan is also the home of many major commerical companies, and the entertainment world calls the northern section home. The Uptown and Downtown locations are mainly residental, but the homes their are for the elite that live in this city. Cabs make the streets a sea of yellow and the sound of horns chirp in the air. People run across streets to get their cab or bus.

From outside, Contents:
From outside, Obvious exits:
From outside, <D>aily leads to Daily Soup - New York City.
From outside, <W>est leads to Downtown - New York City.
From outside, <E>ast leads to Uptown - New York City.
From outside, <N>orth leads to Broadway and Times Square - New York City.
From outside, <S>outh leads to Central Park - New York City.

Nyah Hunt raises an eye ridge, "Which cold hearted killer?" She smiles, and she leans back into her seat, "Dunno right now. I figure I'll still be with the Cons. Well unless Shock demeans me useless by then."

Victor Synn says, "In which case you'll be dead. He'll kill you, you know."

From outside, Central Park - New York City
From outside,
Central Park can be considered part of New York's uptown area. It's one of the largest city parks in the world next to Philadelphia's Fairmount Park system. Horse drawn carriages move down the city streets and the walkways of the park. A large man made lake is filled with small sailboats that children joyfully play with. Joggers, skaters, bikers, and runners call this place home. Older citizens can be found feeding the millions of piegons or ducks near the many ponds found in the park. Lovers can be found taking brisk walks or having a picnic lunch under a tall tree. The occassional mugger, bum, or body has made this park a trademark of urban parks.
On the sidewalks, and around the park are some very famous establishments. The Park Central Hotel and American Museum of Natural History call the borders of Central Park home. Hot Dog and other vendors solicit their goods on the city sidewalks hoping to get a buy from a tourist who has came to see The Big Apple.

From outside, Contents:
From outside, Obvious exits:
From outside, ark leads to The Michelangelo Hotel - New York City.
From outside, <W>est leads to Lincoln Tunnel - New York City/New Jersey.
From outside, <N>orth leads to Manhattan - New York City.
From outside, <E>ast leads to World Trade Center - New York City.
From outside, <S>outh leads to Queens and the Harbor - New York City.

Nyah Hunt nods her head, "No kidding he'll kill me. Not like my life was looking too good before. At least I'll get an extra five years if I'm lucky."

Victor Synn shakes his head, "That's why I'm refusing to get in that deep. I'm going to maintain as much
independance as I can..."

From outside, Lincoln Tunnel - New York City/New Jersey
From outside,
Perhaps one of the more fearsome sights in The New York area, This tunnel connects New York City with the rest of America. The tunnel itself is built under the East river and cost the lives of many when it was created.

From outside, Contents:
From outside, Obvious exits:
From outside, <W>est leads to New Jersey Turnpike - New Jersey.
From outside, <E>ast leads to Central Park - New York City.

You say, "Either he kills me. My old gang kills me. Or well the State kills me. Don't matter I'm stuck either way."

Victor Synn says, "You can control your own fate you know..."

From outside, New Jersey Turnpike - New Jersey
From outside,
This is the main route south for all of those that wish to leave this majestic city, however many of thosewho do leave would rather be caught dead than to be seen in New Jerys, and the only reason the venture there is the shore.

From outside, Contents:
From outside, Obvious exits:
From outside, <W>est leads to Northeast States.
From outside, <E>ast leads to Lincoln Tunnel - New York City/New Jersey.

Nyah Hunt looks out the window for a second, and then back over to you, "Mind explaining how I'm going to fix up my really screwed up life? I really don't want to go over with those other guys."

Victor Synn smiles, "I'm not implying that... first thing you've gotta do is work really hard to stay useful to Shockwave... but more importantly stop thinking like a thug... pick up some real professional abilities."

From outside, Northeast States
From outside,
The original thirteen colonies, this area has always been known as the spiritual background of the United States. Many large Metropolitan areas are located here including the nation's capital Washington D.C., and probsbly the most well known American city New York. These two cities are the most influential in international political and house many visiting dignitaries including the United Nations. Come fall this area gets more than its fair share of tourists because of the beautiful changes the flora and fauna go through during this chilly time of year.

From outside, Contents:
Innsmouth
Philadelphia
Washington D.C.
New York
From outside, Obvious exits:
From outside, <E>ast leads to Northern Atlantic.
From outside, p leads to Sky over Eastern U.S.
From outside, <N>orth leads to Quebec.
From outside, <S>outh leads to Southeast States.
From outside, <W>est leads to North-Central States.

You find yourself on the town's main street. All around you, the colonial architecture seems to be preserved in an early state of decay. It seems as if this town were headed for ruin, but somebody somehow halted the aging process a hundred or so years ago. Not exactly the largest of towns, nor is it the smallest. Along State Street; you can find a drugstore; the town church; and the local hotel, the Gilman House. If you continued on down State Street, you'd find it ends at a large building: the Order of Dagon Hall. To the east is the ocean, and Innsmouth's large fishing port.

From outside, Contents:
From outside, Victor Synn
From outside, Order of Dagon Hall
From outside, Obvious exits:
From outside, Innsmouth Port leads to Innsmouth Port.
From outside, Gilman House <GH> leads to Gilman House.
From outside, Northeast States <O> leads to Northeast States.
Victor Synn has arrived.

Nyah Hunt erms, and she nods her head, "He's been doing lots of work with my mental ability stuff. Working on keepin me from passin out. I also asked about seeing if I can pick up some other skills. Mainly some of the finer things of hacking, and some medical stuff."

Victor Synn nods, "Before I turned to killing I learned alot of stuff... mainly automechanics, dragracing... well, racing in general really, but I specialize in drag races."

From outside, Innsmouth Port
From outside,

This portion of Innsmouth is probably the busiest. Fishermen are constantly working on docked ships, loading and unloading supplies from ships and trucks alike, and frequenting the local tavern. The wooden pier is splintered and warped by age, although some sections actually exhibit attempts at restoration. A few small, rocky bluffs overlook the ocean, almost walling in this small town. Out to sea, just visible on the horizon, is Devil's Reef...

From outside, Contents:
From outside, Ward Estate
From outside, Black '85 Delta 88
From outside, Obvious exits:
From outside, Devil's Reef <DR> leads to Devil's Reef.
From outside, State Street <S> leads to State Street.
From outside, Black '85 Delta 88 is parked outside big ol' house on the bluff.

Nyah Hunt nods her head again, and she looks out the window, "Creepy place. Feels like I'm inside a Steven King book."

From outside, Not quite Steven King...

Victor Synn says, "This looks like the address on the card." he turns and looks at Nyah, "Look, there's always a chance he doesn't have to die... right? But if he knows anything, I've gotta ice him, I hope you understand. You'll be helpful in finding out just whats up with him, eh?"

From outside, Black '85 Delta 88 is still sitting next to that house on the bluff...very strange for a house to have a wall on the edge of a cliff.

Nyah Hunt looks at the place, and she says, "Sure. I'll see if he's bullshiting or not. Still getting used to actually using this stuff on a long term basis."

Victor Synn nods, "Lets go then." he kills the engine after parking the car across the street, and slides out of the driver side window, walking around he offer's Nyah a hand out.

Victor Synn has left.

From outside, Victor Synn has arrived.

Nyah Hunt slides out, and takes the help. She looks at the place again, "Damn this place is creepy."
Innsmouth Port

Contents:
Victor Synn
Modified 1985 Monte Carlo SS
Ward Estate
Black '85 Delta 88
Obvious exits:
Devil's Reef <DR> leads to Devil's Reef.
State Street <S> leads to State Street.

Ward Estate

This is a modest home, consisting of two levels, sitting at the top of a bluff. The house overlooks the ocean...in fact, one wall sits nearly flush with the rocky wall. However, even more strange is the fact that there is a door on this side. There must have been a part of the cliff that broke off some time ago. The front door faces a dirt road which leads up the side of the hill, from town. There is a balcony on the top floor of the house, open to the ocean.

Carrying:
Victor Ward

Victor Synn shrugs, "I've seen worse." he replies, and starts up to the door of the house.
You might notice that, while there are various seagulls and other coastal birds abounding the beaches, there doesn't seem to be any trace of wildlife near the house. Almost as if they were avoiding that creepy house...

From afar, Victor Ward would imagine you'd definitely have a bad feeling about this entire town.

Nyah Hunt follows behind Victor. She places her hand inside of her pocket, "Shock isn't really too sure about this guy..Got a bit angry when the guy kissed my hand." She frowns, "Lets just kill the guy and get out of here. I'm really starting to hate this place."

Victor Synn says, "Heh... didn't like him putting the moves on eh?" he knocks on the door, waiting for an answer, then rings the doorbell, to be on the safe side, "Still, bet it made you blush."

Victor Ward has arrived.

Nyah Hunt nods her head, "Sure did. He was a bit weird I'll admit." She whispers over to Synn, "Said he
was lookin for Atlantis."

After a few moments, the knob turns and the door opens inward. Victor Ward appears in the dimly-lit doorway, putting on a polite smile. His eyes look over his visitors briefly, "Yes? Ah, Miss Hunt. A pleasant surprise, indeed. What can I do for the two of you?"

Nyah Hunt places her hand into her inside coat pocket, "Noticed you were in California not to long ago..Somewhere outside of San Deigo..You notice something there?"

Victor Ward says, "A great deal. Then again, this is California we're talking about, so I'm afraid you'll have to be more specific.""

Victor Synn stands silently, letting Nyah do the talking for the moment.

Nyah Hunt keeps her hand in her pocket, "Yeah..Something like a gun shot going off out in the middle of the desert. A car chase. Just something you wouldn't normally see." She furrows her brow, "Why don't we talk about this inside. Don't want the neighbors getting too curious now."

Victor Ward chuckles, "Curious neighbors are difficult to avoid...but I was actually thinking just the same. Please, come in. Can I get either of you something to drink?" He takes a step out, and to the side of the door, gesturing for the two of you to enter...

Nyah Hunt makes her way inside. She really wants to get indoors, "Nah, just here to talk business."

Victor Synn follows Nyah, still silent. He plays his role well.
Victor Synn has left.

Ward Estate

The interior of the house is much more spacious than it appears on the outside. The first floor contains a kitchen, living room, dining room, and a bathroom. The dining room and kitchen are seperated by a bar. The second floor holds three bedrooms and a balcony, with a gorgeous view over the ocean.

Contents:

Victor Synn

Victor Ward has arrived.

Victor Ward follows the two of you in, closing the door behind him. He heads over to the bar, "Are you sure I can't fix you anything?"

Victor Ward smiles with all the hospitality of a gracious host.

Nyah Hunt looks over to Synn, and she says, "You wanna talk or do you want me to do it?"

Victor Synn replies, "Your doing fine so far." his voice perfectly calm, emotionless.

Victor Ward takes that as a 'no' and takes the liberty of pouring himself a glass of wine. He takes a sip and remains behind the bar, "Well, then...car chase, you mentioned? Yes, I did notice one of those. Three cars. Sped right past myself and a...business assosciate."

Nyah Hunt shakes her head at Ward again, "No don't want anything. I know you were in the desert. Kinda easy to read a mind that isn't clouded by shit loads of emotions. You see what happened there? Something like a man getting his limbs blown off?" She seats herself down hand still resting inside the inside pocket.

Victor Ward blinks, "Well...no, I didn't see anything like -that-." Coincidentally, his hand hasn't come back above the bar after replacing the bottle. He takes another sip of wine, "I won't kid you, I did decide to follow. But it got boring after a while, so I decided to pull of and stargaze for the night. Quite relaxing. Didn't even have to worry about the night creatures...they don't seem to bother me, for some reason."

Nyah Hunt looks over to Synn and she hrmms before glancing back to Ward, "Yeah hear gun shots? You hear any talkin?"

Victor Ward shakes his head, "Not to my recollection. I was meditating at the time...very relaxing, I suggest you try it some time. I...trust these are all hypothetical situations you're bringing up?"

Victor Synn's eyes havn't left Ward, and more specifically the hand resting out of sight.

Victor Synn speaks up now, "I'm curious... just what exactly do you do?"

Victor Ward turns to Synn, smiling politely, "I mostly work on the ships around here."

Victor Synn says, "Ships... Naval Vessels?"

Victor Ward nods, "Fishing boats, mostly."

Nyah Hunt looks about the place, and then out the window. She narrows her eyes, "Don't lie now..You're looking for spirits and crap in the oceans."

Victor Synn turns and looks at Nyah, "So, is he on the up and up?"

Victor Ward shrugs, "On the side, yes."

Victor Ward says this in response to Nyah.

Nyah Hunt nods her head to Synn, "Yeah, he's tellin the truth. Damn hope he's not gonna croak from the Rads."

Victor Ward smirks, "And I was hoping this was a social visit." If there were any more sarcasm dripping from that comment, you'd have to mop it off the floor."

Victor Synn grunts, "Good, I don't like wasting ammo on innocents." he turns to look at Ward, "So why are you looking for spirits?"

Victor Ward shrugs, "Curiosity."

Victor Synn says, "Curiosity in what?"

Victor Ward says, "Well, I've always taken interest in occult mythology. My family has quite an extensive background in the field.""

Nyah Hunt looks at Ward, and she hrmms to herself. She removes her hand from her inside pocket. She looks from Synn then to Ward, "It was a social visit." She muses.

Victor Synn actually smiles, "Too late to take you up on hospitality?" his voice completely calm.

Victor Ward smirks, "Actually, I'm afraid so. You've caught me right in the middle of some book-keeping. Got started on the taxes a little late this year. Best to finish early, though, right?"

Victor Synn smirks, "Taxes... I'm amazed people still pay them." he considers, "But... that's another tale."

Nyah Hunt looks from Victor to Victor. She eyes the bar, "What's up with this place? The people are pretty freaky. And you're getting this from someone who spends time with a one-eyed alien."

Victor Ward removes his hand from beneath the bar, holding...*GASP* the bottle of wine. He leaves it on the bar as he steps out, taking a step toward the door, "Oh, they're just a bit too set in their ways. A bit of a shame, too. The architecture around here would be beautiful if it could be restored. I've managed to convince the town council to start restoring the town...the docks are the top priority, though."

Nyah Hunt shrugs, "I lived under an underpass for three years. This place even if it's creepy beats that.."

Victor Synn doesn't twitch, not even a little bit at the hand movement, "Indeed... whats the history behind this place?"

Victor Ward says, "Not much history to speak of. Innsmouth has been a fishing community since colonial times...although, there was a bit of a scare around the place back during the Salem Witch Trials.""

Victor Synn nods, then looks to Nyah quietly.

Nyah Hunt nods her head, and she grins, "So that'll explain why they're looking at me funny. Damn those people are freaky." She looks over to Synn, "Yeah?"

Victor Synn shakes his head, "Nothing."

Victor Ward sets his wine on the bar, "Well, you must excuse me, but I've got a lot of work to do. I'll ask the locals not to give you such a hard time shuold you ever pass through again, though!"

Victor Synn nods once, and turns towards the door, "C'mon Nyah, wouldn't want to keep Spookhunter too busy."

Nyah Hunt chuckles, and she says, "Ain't much of a problem." She stands herself up, and she's ready to get on out, "Nope. Definately don't want to keep him busy."

Victor Synn opens the door and walks out, not saying goodbye, not doing much of anything...

Victor Synn has left.

Nyah Hunt nods her head, and she then leaves.
Innsmouth Port

Contents:
Victor Synn
Modified 1985 Monte Carlo SS
Ward Estate
Black '85 Delta 88
Obvious exits:
Devil's Reef <DR> leads to Devil's Reef.
State Street <S> leads to State Street.

Victor Ward has arrived.

Victor Ward retains his smile, but the politness melts out of his features, "Indeed...well, thanks for the visit." He follows the two of you to the door, "Feel free to dispose of my card, Miss Hunt. I doubt you'll have much need of it in the future." Without a further word, he turns and steps back inside the house, locking the door behind him.

Victor Synn says, "That man is a freak." he comments to Nyah, "I shoulda iced him on principle."

If your hearing were sharp enough, you might notice another door open and close again within the house.

Nyah Hunt steps out the doors, and she waves to Ward. She nods her head, "Try gettin inside of his head..Guys got too many personalities in there." She turns her head to listen to the door open and close again. She frowns, "No wonder Shocky got really irritated with him."

Victor Synn walks back to his car, "Still... I don't buy this guy. Something doesn't sit right..." he walks around to the driver side of his car, "You sure he was on the up and up? I mean, if he's got alot of personalities, couldn't it have just been one of them telling the truth if the other knew more, or something?"

Meanwhile, the waves below seem to be crashing a bit harder...

Nyah Hunt walks over to the passenger side, and she hrmms, "True, but maybe after Shock works with me some more I'll be able to get through those barriers of his.." She erms, "Looks like theirs a storm brewin out there.." She hefts herself up and slides herself in, "Now I really don't blame Shocky about how he was feelin about this guy."

Victor Synn slides in through the driver side window, "No kidding... lets get the hell out of dodge, this place is creeping me out."
Victor Synn has left.

It's probably best not to try and count all the eyes watching from half-closed curtains...

Hey...where'd all the sea-gulls go?

Nyah Hunt plops herself in, and she shudders, "Back to good old New York. At least those freaks don't talk to spooks."

Victor Synn starts the car and floors it, tires spinning he pulls it around in a fast 180, "No friggen kidding." and the vehicle shoots off down the Dirt Road back towards the town, and the way back to the highway.

From outside, Far out to see, a large, dark figure emerges from the waves and crashes back down...odd to see whales this close to sure...it was a whale, wasn't it?

Victor Synn isn't looking out to Sea, he's driving... Fast.

From outside, And there, in a house up on the bluff, a young man speaks with a shadowy figure...and here, we close our story for the night.

Nyah Hunt's not looking either. She's looking up at the ceiling, "Must be somethin in the water."

From outside, State Street
From outside,

You find yourself on the town's main street. All around you, the colonial architecture seems to be preserved in an early state of decay. It seems as if this town were headed for ruin, but somebody somehow halted the aging process a hundred or so years ago. Not exactly the largest of towns, nor is it the smallest. Along State Street; you can find a drugstore; the town church; and the local hotel, the Gilman House. If you continued on down State Street, you'd find it ends at a large building: the Order of Dagon Hall. To the east is the ocean, and Innsmouth's large fishing port.

From outside, Contents:
From outside, Order of Dagon Hall
From outside, Obvious exits:
From outside, Innsmouth Port leads to Innsmouth Port.
From outside, Gilman House <GH> leads to Gilman House.
From outside, Northeast States <O> leads to Northeast States.

Victor Synn says, "That was majorly disturbing."

Nyah Hunt yawns, and she erms, "Yeah too disturbing. Suprised it got a cold-blooded killer like you all freaked out."

Victor Synn says, "I'm a killer, not a machine." he replies, "I've still got things I fear... just not other people."

Nyah Hunt smiles, "Right. Lets just get out of this freaky ol'place."

Victor Synn turns the wheel hard and skids around a corner, "Don't gotta tell me twice."

From outside, Northeast States
From outside,

The original thirteen colonies, this area has always been known as the spiritual background of the United States. Many large Metropolitan areas are located here including the nation's capital Washington D.C., and probsbly the most well known American city New York. These two cities are the most influential in international political and house many visiting dignitaries including the United Nations. Come fall this area gets more than its fair share of tourists because of the beautiful changes the flora and fauna go through during this chilly time of year.

From outside, Contents:
Innsmouth
Philadelphia
Washington D.C.
New York
From outside, Obvious exits:
From outside, <E>ast leads to Northern Atlantic.
From outside, p leads to Sky over Eastern U.S.
From outside, <N>orth leads to Quebec.
From outside, <S>outh leads to Southeast States.
From outside, <W>est leads to North-Central States.

Nyah Hunt holds onto the window and she erks as she goes along with the inerta of the turn, "I definately need to get used to driving again."

Modified 1985 Monte Carlo SS
The inside of this car is done entirely in black leather, everywhere, with the best dials available for the time, and a *gasp* tapedeck w/ AM/FM radio, high tech!

Victor Synn grins, "You should see me race." he tears down the highway, heedless of cops... after all it is 20 after 1 in the morning... sure they're out there, but they really don't care much.

Nyah Hunt smiles, "ACK!" She soon is pressed back against the seat, and she nods her head, "I think you made your point."

Victor Synn pffts, "This thing's only at 170..." he replies, the engine is revved, but not redlined... shocking.

Nyah Hunt arghs, "Right..just becareful in New York..Don't want to end up hitting one of the many taxis."

Victor Synn says, "You think I'm stupid enough to drive like this in New York? Pffft... hey, wanna stop for coffee or something?"

Nyah Hunt mmms, "Sure..Coffee wouldn't be bad."

Victor Synn swings over into an exit lane, slowing the car down impressively quickly as he rockets up the ramp into a rest area, "This particular one has great coffee, some new place called Green Mountain." he pulls into a parking spot and stops the car, turning off the engine, "Please return your trays and seatbacks to their upright position..." he quips as he slides out of the car.

Victor Synn has left.

From outside, Victor Synn has arrived.

From outside, Victor Synn walks around the other side to offer you a hand out.

Northeast States

Contents:
Victor Synn [Human]
Modified 1985 Monte Carlo SS
Innsmouth
Philadelphia
Washington D.C.
New York
Obvious exits:
<E>ast leads to Northern Atlantic.
p leads to Sky over Eastern U.S.
<N>orth leads to Quebec.
<S>outh leads to Southeast States.
<W>est leads to North-Central States.