03 - Getting to know you...

The empty suit of armor fell under the .... Thing's .... knife. The human with the morning star, undeterred by the strange animation of the inanimate object, barged into the next room over. Meanwhile, the rest of the group headed back downstairs to check out the library. Alfonse reloaded his pistols while he pondered his next move. He sighed and holstered the guns, drawing his blades instead, and turned towards the next door over. He was sure he'd find some good info on whatever monsters lurk in these damned mists in the library, but that human is likely to get himself killed running off on his own like that. Alfonse readied himself for whatever was in the next room and stepped through the doorway.
 
The cries of the infant grew louder in this room, and there was a spectral figure of a young woman sobbing in the corner. Alfonse wasn't sure what he expected, but this wasn't it. The specter kept sobbing over and over about a kid named Walter, presumable the Durst's young one, the one the wife obviously loathed. The woman's spirit was inconsolable as she wailed over the child, who Alfonse was almost 100% certain was dead and likely to attack as a ghost or some foul creature at any minute.
 
The specter disappeared through the wall into the next room over, which had obviously been a child's nursery. A crib sat under a black shroud. Tentacles threw a knife that pulled the shroud from the crib, sticking it to the wall and revealing a lump of swaddling lying in the crib. The goblin came over and unwrapped the swaddling, revealing.... nothing. Not a damn thing. The specter vanished, and the infant's cries could no longer be heard. In the master bedroom, there was a jewelry box with some shiny trinkets worth a lot of gold, but no clues to the people who had lived there other than windmill motifs carved into just about everything. There wasn't anything else of interest on this floor, but the human did find a hidden passage with a staircase leading up to the attic, which the specter had said was "safe".
 
Well, that attic might have been safe for some, but not for those kids outside that got Alfonse into this mess in the first place. In the attic was a room, and in that room were two small skeletons, one of them clutching the same teddy bear that Alfonse had seen the young boy holding outside a short while ago. As the sickly looking elf went looking through the toy chest, the kids spirits or whatever showed up in the room, the little girl begging to leave her toys alone, and to bury her bones in the family crypt in the basement. The goblin had already taken the boy's skull, so that was at least a start, though it sounded like the goblin planned to use it as a drinking vessel and had no intention of burying it. This was the second time Alfonse could remember someone mentioning a basement, but he couldn't remember any passage he had seen in the house that would lead to a basement. The girl's spirit didn't know the way either, but the human said he would do his best to get her bones there anyway. The rest of the attic didn't hold much more than a skeleton in a box, the young maid whose specter showed up again when the sickly elf went to unwrap the body, but she also didn't know how to get to the basement.
 
Everyone retreated to the first floor kitchen area to regroup and rethink strategy. There introductions were made, and Alfonse met the following: