Haunted House (Calamity)

Aha! Finally, the voice in her head stopped. Good. The only thing that should be in there is her. Life was stressful enough right now without worrying about stray occupants in your mind. Calamity carefully picked up the coconut by balancing it between the tines of her antlers and grabbed the strange bone that she'd found earlier. Things weren't piecing themselves together in her mind, but the house had seemed to... "produce" these objects, so intuition told her it might be best tote them along. She located the exit and left the room, giving the desiccated corpse on the table a final wrinkled nose of disdain. Naturally, her eyes went to the last explored door. Cala paused, steeled herself, and then began her descent. All the while she balanced the coconut carefully on her head between her antlers, trying hard not to think about how ridiculous she looked. Maybe it was a good thing Tox wasn't here. As she made her way through the darkness the air grew still and stifling. Finally she reached the bottom. Try as she might, her eyes seemed resistant to adjusting to this impenetrable darkness. Just as she was about to step forward a thing brushed past her. Calamity's ears pinned as she was again assaulted by a mysterious voice. She grimaced around the femur before carefully placing it on the ground in front of her, then stepping back and dipping her head to allow the coconut to roll gently to the ground. "Here! Take it! D-does this help?" Get out of my head! Get out, get out, get out!