Downtime activities:
- Barney - Research Dr and asylum, sightings. Look into tools.
- Kimmy - Investigate blood sample, traces of blood.
- Dwight - Police records of the Dr. and calling Shrinks
- Miko - Looking through his family records (his family trade) for Dr and asylum
Barney
In your research into Dr. Sudworth, you stumble upon an old, grainy 90’s blog post titled Westbridge Weirdness. The post rambles about strange, disappearing doors in the asylum and forgotten medical horrors. It’s unsettling, but what’s worse is how it sticks with you. Since reading it, your nights have been filled with nightmares—visions of blood-soaked rooms, twisted bodies, and grotesque hybrids of man and animal. Your sleep has been restless, the dreams clawing at your mind even after you wake. It's affecting everything, even the way you’re grading your students' papers, making each task feel like a fog you can’t shake. The only thing that seems to help is being close to the Surgical Tools you found.
Kimmy
While handling the blood samples, you got some of it on your skin. At first, it just tingled, barely noticeable. But now, there's this creeping sensation under your skin, like something foreign is subtly altering you from within. The blood was strange, a mix of human and animal DNA, and there was a metallic sheen in it—like some kind of chemical or substance you couldn’t quite identify. Since then, you've noticed slight changes—your reflexes sharper, your senses heightened. But there's a nagging feeling you can't shake, like the blood is still doing something to you. Whatever was in that sample, it's not done yet.
Miko
You find a journal tucked away in the dusty backroom of your family’s butcher shop, hidden among old receipts and ledgers that smell of age and dried blood. It’s clear no one has touched this box for years, maybe decades. As you rummage through, something catches your eye—a small, cracked leather-bound book. The edges are worn, and the pages are brittle. You open it cautiously, and the handwriting is rough, jagged, as if the writer wasn’t used to putting thoughts on paper. The name Janos Sipowicz leaps out at you. One of your ancestors.
As you read the entries, each word feels heavier than the last. Janos talks about helping Dr. Sudworth, about transporting “subjects” to The Sanctuary—something you now realize your family had a hand in. You can feel your stomach tighten. You always knew there were dark corners in your family’s history, but this... this is something more. Sudworth wasn’t just a doctor; he was a monster, and your family helped him. And now, you’re holding the proof in your hands.
Dwight
You're deep in the archives when you find it—a thin, yellowed case file tucked between stacks of routine reports. It's the one you've been hunting for, tied to Dr. Roswell Sudworth. The file is old, marked with a faded “Case Closed” stamp, but as you flip through the brittle pages, the story comes together. The deeper you read, the more your stomach twists. Whatever happened at his estate didn’t end with Sudworth’s death—it just went underground.
As you sit back, processing the details, something else catches your eye. A note—handwritten—left on your desk at some point while you were busy. The handwriting is jagged, hurried, but the message is clear: “I know you’re looking for someone to talk to. You won’t find help in your usual places. Go see Father Dean at the Blessed Father Church. He’ll give you the help you’re really after.” There’s no signature. No clue as to who left it. But now, on top of the file in front of you, you’ve got something else to follow up on—someone who apparently knows a lot more than they should.
