Day fades to dusk, lessening the natural light available in the house. The chill in the air remains, it is cold enough that frost dots the windows and the floors are dangerously cold to anyone lacking adequate protection.

The faucet in the Ivory Bathroom turns on, soon overflowing the sink with increasingly brackish water. The smell of salt hangs ( Read more... )

The clock in the parlor seems to pause for a moment, hands stopped just before noon. There is an audible click and the clock comes to life once more. As the chimes start again, anyone who happens to be in the Gardener’s Wing will notice the other locked door opening. Nothing enters, though the memory of the creature trying to open it is clearly ( Read more... )

Dawn returns as the clock begins to chime, banishing the monsters once more and silencing the raucous sounds of construction that dominated the night. Anyone in the Gardener’s Wing will hear and audible click as the exterior door unlocks. Anyone exiting will find themselves in the Greenhouse.

Anyone standing above, in the Day Room will notice ( Read more... )

The clock in the Parlor begins to chime, and as it moves a strange white mist begins to pour into the house through the face. The fire burns the mist away in patches, catching it in eddies around the fireplace, but the mist progress slowly into the house. Here, the boy Lock appears again. He seems to be waiting for something ( Read more... )

As day breaks, the clock begins to chime once more, slowly drowning out the sound of construction as it fades. Beneath the house, those who were taken by the phantoms in the night are returned; they will wake in the dirt hallway beyond the Hospital Wing and be able to make their way back into the house proper ( Read more... )

The clock chimes as dusk arrives, announcing night to the house guests who know the signs. The sensitive will feel it like a physical chill, and the alarming, overwhelming feeling that something is very wrong.

The mirror in the Doll Bathroom begins to distort, bulging outward alarmingly as though something seeks to get out of it. The thing glass ( Read more... )

The clock moves. The first chime feels abnormally loud in the silence of the house, an assault on defenseless eardrums. It's only the beginning, for between the first and the second chimes, something changes.The house is full of the dying, screaming in their death throes. In the fireplace in the Parlor a man burns alive, screaming and choking as ( Read more... )

The clock in the Parlor starts to move itself again as the sky starts to lighten for dawn ( Read more... )

As the day drifts towards dusk once again, things begin to happen. It is as though the house itself is preparing for nightfall.

A fire starts in the fireplace of the Parlor; it burns rather hotly, bright flames snaking up the chimney. It makes the Parlor rather warm, too warm for comfort. Anyone trying to investigate too closely will find that ( Read more... )

Day breaks with the chiming of the clock. The light returns with a suddenness that isn’t quite like dawn, but the light is welcome. The construction noise fades away, and for a moment, some standing close to the stairs or any person in the attic might hear the sound of a baby crying, but it also quickly fades ( Read more... )