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 Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 4:25 pm
(~bump~ keeping it alive! ^^)
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 4:27 pm
Mr. Rogers came back in with the dustpan and hand broom. "Oh no-not again" He went to her "Darling...are you O.K?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 12:34 pm
((Sorry I'm not on a lot,I have the flu and am very sick and headache-y,sorry))
Emily got up from her chair,and simply walked out of the room,not even glancing at Anthony's corps.She walked up to room and knelt by the bed,her head perched on her closed hands.Bless that young man Athony,Lord Almighty.I pray that his family and friends do not grieve to their deaths and that you console them,Amen.She prayed in her head,blessing herself.She felt guilty,as she had always hated Anthony.
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 1:29 pm
(awww, im sorry to hear that! sad it is okay.)
Sir Lawrence noticed that Ms. Brent had left the room quite quickly without a word and without even looking at the dead body of young Anthony Marston. It was quite strange that she wasn't nervous at all... He then heard a loud thump noise and he turned around to see Mrs. Rogers laying on the floor, unconscious. He walked over to check on her and then sighed slightly, "Mr. Rogers, can you take your wife you stairs? I think the current situation is too much for her." He then turned back to Armstrong and nodded to him, "I will help you with the body doctor. But when we are done, can you go up to check on Mrs. Rogers and give her something to calm her nerves?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 7:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 8:29 pm
"Certainly, I'll assist her as soon as possible," Armstrong assured Wargrave. Together they carried the inert body of Anthony Marston to his bedroom and laid him there, covered over with a sheet. Dr. Armstrong then proceeded immediately to see Mrs. Rogers, who had been helped to the couch by the others, but remained unconscious.
Armstrong reached for his medical case and quickly pulled the ammonia flask from its interior, proceeding the same way as he had during Mrs. Rogers' previous episode. "Take this and you should be able to get some rest, madam," he said in a warm voice as she started to feel better, and handed her a sulphonal tablet. Armstrong thought it would be better if the woman had a chance to sleep soundly and not think about the terrifying recent events, already aware of Mrs. Rogers' poor heart condition and susceptibility to panic attacks.
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 8:35 pm
Mrs. Rogers looked up at Armstrong and smiled at him. Then she stood up slowly to go upstairs to take the tablet so she could rest in her own bed. But she suddenly felt weak and leaned against Armstrong and her husband for support and sighed slightly to herself, "Sorry about that sir... but can you please help me up the stairs and to my room, I seem to having a lot of trouble... and sorry Thomas..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 9:00 pm
"Of course, that's perfectly fine, madam." Armstrong supported most of Mrs. Rogers' weight all the way up to her room. She sar on her bed and some colour had returned to her face. The doctor left the room, closing the door silently, and descended back to the hall. "She'll be all right," he said, turning to Mr. Rogers. "I've given her a sedative to take. Due to her frail cardiac condition, she should avoid any stressful situations for the time being."
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 9:39 pm
Mrs. Rogers laid down on the bad and nodded to Armstrong, "Thank you doctor... and please tell my husband not to worry himself over me." When Armstrong left, she took the sedative and laid down in her bed. The sedative worked quickly and she started to feel calmer. She then closed her eyes and she fell to sleep soon after. She was finally getting the rest she well deserved... but, sadly, she would never wake up.
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 4:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 6:44 pm
Sir Lawrence returned to his seat when he heard that Mrs. Rogers would be alright and sighed in relief. They did not need another death on their hands at this moment. He turned to the others and spoke to them, "We have had a terrifying night so far my friends, so I think we should all go to our rooms and rest ourselves in our own beds... Good night to you all...: He walked up the stairs and into his room. He closed the door behind him.
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 4:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 7:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2008 1:49 pm
Si Lawrence woke up in the morning and walked down the stairs to the bar. He fixed himself a shot glass of scotch and started to drink. He hoped that things had cooled off over night and that everyone felt a little better. Hopefully the boat would come today to take them back to the mainland and hopefully nothing else happened while they were here.
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2008 3:02 pm
MacKenzie had passed out and decides to walk around "my head hurts"
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