Manor of Origin

After being briefly distracted by the sheer amount of bodies in the room, Aira kneels down to the closest corpse and gave him a quick inspection. The cause of death extremely obvious, but upon closer inspection Aira notices just how precise the bolt had been. The left eye is barely damaged, the bolt's unnaturally thin shaft slipped right into the man's eye socket and pierced his brain, this could be considered an extremely effective example of a lobotomy if it hadn't been flying at high speeds and pierced the back of his skull. Yet this is not the worst of it. Around the corners of the man's mouth Aira finds traces of a black foam substance, signs of a highly potent poison that was breathed in through the air.

Charlie after deciding to be useful, looks around at the mess the room was in. He notices a trail of large blood droplets leading to the door to the next room.

As the words leave Aira's mouth, the bodies begin to sublimate.

Aira bent down again to get a closer look at the bodies as they began to disintegrate right before her eyes. She held her breath, of course, as not to breathe in her countrymen. As she gazed, she couldn't help but noticed the strangest thing...

Aira takes a moment to consider the why of the sublimation rather than the how.
What would happen to a person who lacks the core of their existence once they die? The voice had said that the only reason that she and the rest of the group still existed was the fact that the voice was continuing to sustain their existence, by watching.
So what happens when the voice stops watching? That thing stops existing. Does it happen all at once? Or would it happen slowly? As the voice slowly pushes the person in question out of its thoughts, soon to become as if it never existed.

Upon close examination of the door, Gharn discovers several tiny knots protruding from the top of the door frame. Each one likely suspending something on the other side of the door. They seem a bit rushed, Not consistently well hidden. However Gharn knows for certain, this door is trapped.

Aira methodically cuts the knots way. On the other side of the door, the shattering of ceramics can be heard, grayish gas slightly seeps under the door but quickly dissipates. After a minute passes and the gass disperses, Elena opens the door.

The room for the most part is very empty, the majority of the floor space is free of any furniture, excluding several podiums along the walls that display vases that are in various states of decay. On the west wall is what was once a door. A multitude of its pieces lie on the floor, the door has a large hole in its center as if someone punched their way through it. A loud thumping can be heard beyond it.

The banging continues for a moment, then suddenly stops.
Silence fills the air for what seems like an unnecessary amount of time.

Then comes a series of angry grunts, followed by a group of loud footsteps rushing towards the broken door.

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