Inside the bloody head of a bloody lunatic...
Maps searches through a few of the recesses of his memory! Maybe there's something cool in here!
[Search roll: 6]
He finds a room filled with filing cabinets! Compared to the rest of his memories, which only date back a day, these seem to date back to, well, the day of his birth! Awesome!
Too bad all of it's blocked off by a giant steel door marked "ENTRY PROHIBITED BY DECREE OF JOHN "MAPS" JOHNSON ON THE GROUNDS OF CONTAINING IRRELEVANT AND INCORRECT DATA". The door is locked, and there is no keyhole in sight! In fact, you could just as well call this door a wall, considering that there doesn't seem to be a way of opening it!
In a grey void...
Mike chooses to continue falling, relaxing her telekinetic grip on herself!
She falls and falls, remembering to aim her head up! After about an hour of falling, she lands on something!
[Fall damage roll: 4-1]
It's Ekim! He's dead from an overdose of ceramic to the body. Makes for a nice landing pillow, though! Mike doesn't feel a thing! Her pelvis might be totally shattered, but she feels totally okay!
Well, except for the fact that she is now on an endless ceramic surface and covered in bear gore. Those are definitely not okay!
In a town of some kind...
Vincent discreetly leaves the scene of the grisly bit of manslaughter and heads for the blacksmith!
He enters along with his metal companion and finds a tall, very thin and pale, though still soot-covered individual! Judging by his clothes and the tools in his hands, he must be the blacksmith! He definitely doesn't look the part physically, though!