It's always tricky waking up after a nice long nap. The gunfire, the jammed doors, the weird dice.

Character generation as three grognards look suspiciously at the funny dice

I don't have to be faster than the monster, I only have to be faster than you.

Character generation and initial explorations of the future spa site

The triumphant conclusion, in which we all do what we do best.

A mildly unexpected turn into murder, animal abuse and dynamite. Well, all right, the dynamite wasn't unexpected.

A good old-fashioned Whartson Hall Flounder, taking some dark turns as we realise that whatever happens we're all doomed.

Things are becoming clearer. Or at least as clear as they can be when you have 7% Cthulhu Mythos. There will probably be dynamite involved.

Someone has a book they probably shouldn't have, so the mild-mannered party goes off to get some information out of him and deprive him of it. You won't believe what happens next. Or at least we don't.

Complications, and we wonder what to do next. Fortunately, the police have that worked out for us.