Edvard started to violently cough. I asked if he was all right and patted him on the back.
“Thank you,” he said, his coughing subsiding. “Thank you.”
I noticed blood on his hand. He had coughed it up. He wiped his hands together.
“Are you all right?” I asked. “It looks as though you have coughed up blood. This could be something very serious.”
“I don’t know what you mean,” he said, coughing again.
“I am a priest and I am
“Horses is what we need,” Aeryn said.
I sucked in my breath between my teeth. I had never liked riding.
“We have these,” Marzena said, gesturing at the draft horses.
“Riding horses,” Aeryn said.
I sucked my breath in between my teeth again.
“We could ride these,” Marzena said.
I sucked on my teeth again.
“They’re slow!” Aeryn said.
“Perhaps we should just walk,” I said.
Saturday, August 4, 2012
(After playing the Ravenloft: Masque of Red Death scenario “Falls Run” by James Wyatt (Dungeon Adventures #67) Friday with Stephen Turner and Erik Huffine from 7:00 p.m. to 1 a.m.)
On Tuesday, December 23, 1890, two strangers boarded the crowded train in Baltimore, Maryland. There were three engines on the train, the first of which had a huge snow plow affixed to it. These were followed by the coal car, a baggage car, a dining car, and three
Dr. Heintz opened up his violin case and checked his violin carefully as people started eating. He began to tune the violin carefully.
“Fiddle-player, huh?” a large, simple-looking man in overalls said loudly. “You gonna play somethin’ for us, Fiddle-player?”
“Maybe later,” Dr. Heintz said. “I need to get it tuned, sir.”
“What you gonna play us?” the man asked.
“Nothing right now. I’m getting it tuned.”
“Do you know ‘shoo
* * *
Dr. Heintz went over to the house with the sign “Dr. Howard Korek” out front. He hoped to get some laudanum from the man that he could administer to Blair to try to calm him down.
The front door opened into a foyer with a parlor to one side and an examination room to the other. A young woman was behind a small desk in the foyer. Steps went up next to a hallway.
“Good afternoon,” she said as the door opened. “Oh, you’re