Hunting 101 - Class 4 (Wednesday period 7)

[demons-death.livejournal.com]

When the students entered the Danger Shop, they found themselves standing on the side of a deserted highway at night time.



John was leaning against the same black car from the last time. "Welcome to Lone Pine Highway. The one mile stretch beginning just past that curve has had an inordinate amount of disappearances, going back decades. There have also been stories, told by people who've travelled this highway, about seeing a dark sinister figure on a black horse. Some of the stories go so far as to talk about the figure galloping after them brandishing a sword. Digging deeper into the area's local folklore, you would find a tale of a highwayman hung on a tree somewhere along this road back in Colonial times. His bones are said to be buried among the roots of the tree.

"Your assignment is to lay this ghost to rest without getting yourselves killed or injured." He looked around at the gathered students seriously. "Unlike the last ghost you faced, this one is very aggressive and dangerous and will attack you on sight. Keep that in mind and act accordingly.

"Also unlike last week, I'm allowing you to decide how to group yourselves in going after this ghost. You can pair up with whom you will, or even go in groups of three or four, or if you're feeling particularly brave -- or foolhardy -- you can attempt this alone. Although," John smiled slightly, "I wouldn't reccomend the latter.

"You'll find a large assortment of weapons and equipment in the trunk of this car; when you have chosen your group, choose what you think you'll need to defend yourselves and get the job done."

John leaned back against the hood of the car with a grin. "If there are no questions, you may begin when ready."

[OOC: wait for the OCDs are up]

Comments

Re: Hunt down the ghost

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

Dick was walking down the road slowly, gripping an iron poker in his hand not dirty. He was looking up at the trees, trying to find one that looked like it could be used for a hanging back in the day.

Re: Hunt down the ghost

[wannabehunter]

Jo walked beside Dick, shotgun held at the ready. "You see anything yet?"

Re: Hunt down the ghost

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

Dick shook his head no. "Nothing out of the ordinary yet. The ghost is a dude on a horse, right? Shouldn't be too hard to spot."

Re: Hunt down the ghost

[demons-death.livejournal.com]

The sound of distant hoofbeats could be heard. No horse was visible when they looked in the direction of the sound, just a large ancient tree sihouetted against the sky.

Re: Hunt down the ghost

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

Dick jumped at the sound of hooves and held up the poker slightly. He turned to see an ugly ass tree.

"I'm going to throw out a guess and say that horsie-man's dead body is by that tree." Dick says to Jo.

Re: Hunt down the ghost

[wannabehunter]

Jo nodded. "I'd say that's a good guess," she replied. "Let's hope we don't have to dig too much."

Re: Hunt down the ghost

[demons-death.livejournal.com]

The sound of hoofbeats got louder and between one blink and the next the dark sinister figure of a rider on horseback was bearing down on them.

Re: Hunt down the ghost

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"Holy crap!" Dick shouted. He held up the poker to defend himself.

And Jo too, of course.

Re: Hunt down the ghost

[wannabehunter]

"You can say that again." Jo aimed for the rider and squeezed the trigger.