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Day 10: Barn - 1:15pm
Who: OTA
What: Seven point five
When: 1:15pm - 5:00pm
Where: Barn
Rating: TBA
Status: Active

The sun was shining high in the sky and a gentle breeze stroked the leaves of the trees, making them, along with the severed stub of rope on the clock face from the day previous sway lazily. It was quiet. Perhaps it was too quiet, for the lack of birds chirping or insects buzzing.

All in all, the day was one of the most pleasant as of yet for the bulk of the involuntary residents of Vas Captio, save, of course, the heat. Maybe it was a bit too hot to be entirely comfortable.

It started small, as most things do. Most of the junk stored in the barn chittered on the wooden floors or on shelves of furniture stuffed into back corners. Maybe the building was just settling. Old, worn out things do.

Any thoughts of settling died as the ground quaked. The doors to the barn were flung open, banging against the outer walls and ripping off at the hinges. The wooden walls and floors pitched and moaned then crackled as they splintered. Rusty metal chairs flew through the air and lodged in the walls as if they were hurled by knife throwers. The hay loft swayed dizzily and gave up the ghost, crashing down into the floor below. The walls exploded outward with the force of the loft falling down onto the furniture and other things below, leaving the roof with nothing to support it. The tin roof warped and screamed as it swooped down to settle on top of everything else below.

Vas Captio was still, again, and silent once more.