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Thursday, May 4

Death in Freeport - Part 7: The Bricked-Up House

Vlad led the way down the trapdoor to an old wine cellar. The walls were lined with nine large casks made of oak, each about six-feet tall and nearly eight-feet long.

“No dust,” said Kham, wiping one finger along the top of one of the barrels. He rapped on one of the casks with his knuckles. It sounded hollow. “This is the entrance. Vlad, wanna knock?”

Vlad stepped up to the barrel. “My pleasure.” It took only two hacks before the wood splintered, revealing a stone passage and more stairs leading down.

“Who wants to go down the creepy tunnel inside the cult headquarters first?” asked Kham. [MORE]


posted by Michael Tresca at 8:00 PM

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