Delilah looked around as she walked. There was a terrible feeling that one of the circus creatures was watching. Even worse, a sinking dread that increased with the growing cold. She was afraid that the path would end at the snowfort and Cherrywinks would be waiting inside. She grit her teeth and balled her fists. She picked this direction. If the group saw her back down now, they'd abandon her here.

Shawn wondered if being familiar with this place was an advantage or a disadvantage. On one hand, he'd almost gotten used the the red sky and strange growths. But on the other, he knew exactly how bad some of the creatures that lived here were. For now, he concentrated on sticking with Bobby and Ralph - they were really vulnerable in a place like this.
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"This place is messed up." Penelope said, kicking at the dirt on the dusty path.

There was a rickety sound that suddenly came from behind the kids.

"What was that?" Penelope asked, looking around.

OOC: Shawn and Delilah may opt to roll Wits + Composure

OOC: 08:46, Today: Shawn Cramer rolled 3 successes using 4d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 9,1,8,9. Wits + Composure.

Delilah tensed, then turned slowly.

It was a box.

It was behind them in the road. Every time they moved forward, the kids turned around it was the same distance away from them It was small, black and shiny, the kind that might hold a guitar or some kind of instrument like a trumpet.

Shawn scratched his head in confusion. "Is...that box following us?" He took an experimental step towards it, wondering if it might back away from him or something.

Delilah jumped a little when Shawn stepped toward the instrument case. She almost called out to him to stop, but didn't. She kneaded her hair with her hands and watched to see what it would do next.

The box moved a little to the left. Then it stopped.

Then it moved to the right of the road. Then it stopped again.

It was moving as if, whatever was under it, hadn't fully realized that it had been 'caught.'

"It's moving!" Ralph pointed one chubby finger at it. "I..I...i..I saw it." he said to himself as much as anyone else who would listen.

"No duh, Sherlock." Tiffany sniped, having recovered from her fit some time ago and was now resuming the role of being a bossy know-it-all.
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"Oh Brother." Bobby mused, both hands on the sides of his face as if he never saw such a thing before. "A moving box."

The box, which could now be clearly seen as a black, shiny case, came closer still. It had those 'snap-hinges' on the side that made sure whatever was inside of it, stayed inside. But somehow, it was moving. Something about it seemed familiar

OOC: Shawn and Delilah Roll a Memory roll of Wits + Composure +1 with the following results.

0 Successes: Your character doesn't remember anything about the black case

1 Success: Your character remembers something about the black case

2+ Successes: You character remembers the black case, where it was last seen, and what it was associated with

22:04, Today: Delilah Gray failed (no successes) using 3d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s ((1,7,7)).

OOC: 07:51, Today: Shawn Cramer rolled 2 successes using 5d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 8,4,1,1,10(+4). Wits + Composure +1 .

The case continued to inch forward. Then it bolted, the scampering of little feet underneath kicking up dirt and zipping forward before it stopped abruptly in the middle of the road about ten feet behind where the kids stood watching.

"What the heck is goin' on here!" Penelope demanded, making her way over to the case, hands on hips, ready to take some kind of action.

Delilah jumped backwards and let the black case scurry by. She stared at it wide eyed and slack jawed. She blinked quickly and pointed.

"AFTER IT!"

It felt right.

Shawn went visibly pale and stepped backwards away from the box. "Oh no. Oh no no no...don't open it. Don't open it!

Penelope reached out and gave the case slight nudge with her foot. It seemed to react by immediately stopping. The rest of the kids gathered around it.

"Got it. I made it stop!" Penelope proclaimed, overcome by excitement and possibility. "Now let's break it!" She suggested, perhaps overcome in the moment, though Delilah did know that the girl liked breaking things.

"Hang on, Penelope."

Delilah expected a chase. But this was different. The group could almost hear her thinking about it. Her brow furrowed and her lips crimped into a frown. She crossed her arms and placed one foot on the lid.

"Why shouldn't we open the box, Shawn? You better tell the truth, or I will open it. On you."

"There's something evil in there! No one should touch it." Shawn seemed genuinely fearful at the idea, and terrified that Delilah would open it on him.

Delilah rocked the instrument case under her foot. "Why do you know that, Shawn?"

“It’s a big spooky box that moves. What else do you need?” Unfortunately, Shawn wasn’t exactly one for sharing information unless he had to, so he was keeping it vague.

"I need to know that you're not gonna double-cross us. Like you did back on Bald Hill. Like you did to Roger."

Delilah's voice was hoarse. She was close to tears. She picked up the box as best she could.

"You walk in front."