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Oh God...Noembelu recognized the woman from the dinner. Did that man really kill her when he slammed her head? Noembelu decided to
bring the corpse with her, as Six had seemed to want to do. Making sure to keep an eye on Six, Noembelu surfaced, idicating to Arno and Raven to help with the body as she went to help Six out upon her arrival.
With the help of Noembelu, Six was able to safely surface meeting Arno and Raven. Coughs could be heard from her but it only lasted for a few minutes as the child tried to take deep breaths to keep herself from passing out. She noticed that the corpse was familiar to Noembelu, placing a hand on the Noembelu's arm. Six wasn't quite sure what to say or think since she spent most of the dinner either stuffing her face with food or hiding.
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After turning back to assist with surfacing Josephine. Damn it all. The woman appeared to be ancient. Someone could have blown up a paper bag and finished her off if time didn't beat them to the bang. No doubt "Daddy" had killed her with his own damn axe. Son of a...
Arno slowly slid his right hand over her face, closing eyes. No matter what kind of woman she had been in life, she still deserved one final dignity. She had earned that much. She was human.
"That man..." Arno whispered unconsciously, a habit of his while locked in thought.
"Why did he dump the body here? He must have been down here before is" He began to pace living room, leaving the passage and retracing his steps
"But how did he find the passage so quickly and without us hearing the music, and somehow shut it behind him? She would have had to have ran across the house, found the piano, played the tune backwards without the sheet music, somehow shut it behind her without us hearing, all while carrying a body..." He ran back to the secret passage way, tracing the outskirts of the doorway. The old man knew the house well. They were in his domain now...
"The door couldn't have shut on a timer, or else it would have locked us in here already. It must have been shut manually from the outside, and I didn't see any handles. So either there must be another entrance to the passage way or an exit... which means isn't a basement or dungeon. It must be a tunnel. And all tunnels lead somewhere...Usually something someone wants to keep secret...or an exit..."
Turning back to the group, Arno took a brief run up, and dived into the water again, willing to push himself as far as he could, desperate to see if he could reach the end of the tunnel. By the time he surfaced, he wished he hadn't.
Arno had seen a lot in his lifetime. A lot of horrible things: daily beheadings, public executions, men crushed the death. He thought he had seen it all. Funny how life always finds a way to disgust you more and more with each passing year. He missed those days of ignorance, travelling the world on his father's ship, from Peckham to Prussia to Paris. The days where his biggest worries were learning his languages and learning to sail. But those days of ignorance were far behind him. If only his younger self could have seen him now: his conscience weighed down with the weight of hundreds of souls, pulling him down like a cannon ball in the ocean, his hands stained with the blood of hundreds, knee deep in sewage and drifting into a mad man's laboratory...
Arno hurried around the room, before halting his search with a start. Six was in the room
"Close your eyes, kid" Arno muttered, placing a hand on her shoulder
"You shouldn't have to see this"
Arno turned back towards the laboratory, trying to find
a jar he could possibly transport his weapons over to the laboratory. If "Daddy" was in the area, they would need all the weapons they could get hold of. If Daddy was to appear in his laboratory anytime soon- and the corpse implied that he would- the would all want to have some time to defend themselves with. He couldn't live with himself if they got hurt
He next turned his attention towards the prison...was that a man inside? The enemy of the enemy was a friend...
"Hey!" Arno whispered between the bars
"You okay in there? We're not with the other guy. We'll get you out. Hold still"
The Ex-Assassin beant down towards the lock to see if it was pickable"