Urynome stares down at the desk in his home office. He had made it. He had thought through every possible change that could deture him from making the final move against the rest of the doubting fools that watched him. They watched him fail, they watched him fall, but they had never seen what he had now.

A small tap at his office door made him jump. He snapped out of the stupor of his works and went to the door. The small taps hit again.

"Dad?"

Urynome opened the door and smiled at his little boy.
"Son, it's late, you should be in bed."
"I had a dream.. I think you died again."
Urynome walked to his desk with his son in arms.
"Ayn.. you know I'm here."

Ayn sat looking at his father then turned to the scattered desk. He placed his hand on a sketch and his face wrinkled in a vexed horror.
"Father! That thing is from my dream!"

Urynome looked a the paper that his son had scene.
"That, is from the Rust chamber.. the catacombs in which I have been searching."
"I saw it father, it held my face and told me that I.."
Urynome watched his son break into tears and held him close.
"shh, hush now.. all is well.."

Urynome looked at the sketch.. and a sence of great hurt came over him.
"All is well." He said with great sorrow in his voice.
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Ayn slipped on the last step. He rushed too fast for these classes. He knew that. He also knew he was late too often. A greater point that sickened him is that at two decades of age, he was following in all his fathers footsteps. Being late for class, losing track of time, and being miserable engrossed in the things that caught his interest.

He stepped inside the classroom and the late bell rang.
"Ha, I made it."

He slumped into his desk.


(This is a very open ended rp as far as character development goes. Treat your characters as people, and nothing less. Contradicting what I said earlier, the only open characters would seem to be class-mates, the teacher, or visitors to the class, but you may jump in at any time.. Hopefully everyone can get interested in a story like this. The futher you get into the story, the better the outcome. Obviously, for the horror setting to achieve their goal of making people suspended in fear, lost, or terrified, I cannot reveal the plot. I must lead this rp in such a way as if I am writing around the characters that enter. It is, however, not limited to my tricks and mind games. Have fun, and please follow the ToS and the RoC. Seya and enjoy.)