Vampire the Masquerade - Clanbook Lasombra (Revised).pdf - Wampir - mellon14

CREDITS

Written by: Bruce Baugh

Developed by: Justin Achilli

Editor: James Stewart

Art Director: Richard Thomas

Layout & Typesetting: Becky Jollensten

Interior Art: Michael Gaydos, Leif Jones, Andrew

Trabbold, Drew Tucker, Christopher Shy

Front Cover Art: John Van Fleet

Front & Back Cover Design: Becky Jollensten

SPECIAL THANKS,

SUMMER CONVENTION

SHASON EDITION

Dean "Unrelenting" Burnham, for two solid weeks of non-

stop punishment.

Mike "Stank" Tinney, for renting the room that smelled like

old lady armpits.

Jess "Correspondence" Heinig, for trying desperately to

create an airport that came to him. Twice.

John "What the Funk?" Chambers, for "rescuing" the juke-

box from Garth Brooks and the Backstreet Boys.

Conrad "Zoomtard" Hubbard, for nearly dying twice and

being utterly unaware.

Fred "Naptard" Yelk, for calling it quits on the first night but

growing progressively more psychotic over the rest of the trip.

Chad "Von Tabs" Brown, for pills & thrills & bellyaches.

Brian "Wingman" Glass, for being there every second of the

two-week journey into the guts of debauchery.

Tim "Whoah" Avers, for learning about titty bars the hard way.

Steve "Patience, Grasshopper" Wieck, for not ninja-kicking

the bejeezus out of those three drunken hooligans battering

down his door at half past two.

Spirit Creek, for hosting the GenCon party.

Lost Goth and Big Daddy Thwak, for, well, porn.

THEIR OWN CIRCLE OF HELL

BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM! "Housekeeping! Clean

your room?"

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CLANBOOK: LASOMBRA

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CONTENTS

INTRODUCTION: THE DARKNESS CLAIMS You

CHAPTER ONE: AN UNMIRRORED CORRIDOR

CHAPTER Two: THE KEEPERS UNLIT HALLS

CHAPTER THREE: NEW SHADOWS

Everything belonged to him — te that was a trifle. The thing to know was what he belonged to, how many frontiers of darkness

claimed him for their own.

• • ,;:

—- Joseph Conrad, "Heart of Darkness"

"pen yeAK Ago:

J cAn feet tAe pulsein my AeA A,totfAef AnA fASter

AS men fiteoA spurts from A Aoz.en tuts to Arip pA&t

my fAte toWArA the pile of firoken glASS fielow me.

Trfly VAn's emergency ftAshers reflect filAck from A

I thonsAnA corners, At Att Angles, wherever mirrors

IcAme forest After tAe collision.'^AeshAttereA streetlight,

I somewhere Afiove me cASts An octAsionAt shower of

? &pArk&. J fiettme AtvAre t&At there's nt> ivAy put e£ Ms,

£ven i£ tfose £7^1T* mAAe it here tvittin tAe ne&t—

nit, J'tH fting tt Ate.

Jt ftAfsaeneA snAAenty. J'A 6ein Arivinft my new

, testing the meAijitAtiens for AAnAs-tnty tontrel

A mAnuAt trAnSmissten. £tAry itu^ f fat J

H0m AnA Z&AAsAt in ^Ack, AtSAp

t not ^uite twitting to SAy SO, AnA mAnAftinff tAe sort

£ tOnversAtifn we AtWAyf &AA en Ms AnniversAry.

inft AtvktvArA £ik.e f 'j/lreyi>n sure t&At A trip pie

6e trying Ms sort 0^ tAingt-" or, "Aen't you

think th.At ten yeArs ft efisesiive Anger nfront the

ActiAent is ene Hgfa"

Z&AA AftnAtty &AA someinterestinfi stories A^ent

recent £0n&trnction arpjetts AnA peinteA out work Ais

firm AAA Aontfy tAe mAnsions we Afove pA&t. J'A

AeaAeA to tAke tAe ifnfi WAy home, meAnAering

ArennA tAe ^rroyo ^eco AnA seeing Aow mAny

tAnAmArks we tout A iAentifry firom vAriotis mwies.,/1

tot e£ t2)AA's ctrporAte customers tiveA Aere, AnA some

tAe money to firing Ais form in for Aomestic work,

ff- it WAS "just ptAin strAnge, too, tike tAe

m witA tAe etevAtpr-mOttnteA teiting tAAt tAe

owner tontA lower to jive feet Afipve tAe fteor for A

"cozier" foet. Z&AA stArteA testing Att tAe faitAing

coAes tAAt AAA to fie circnmventeA Or firifieA pASt for

tAAt one. ;

"then All tAe tigAts went out for two fifetks on

every siAe.. flot fust tAe streettigAfs — everything.

$*orcA tigAts, Aonse tigAts, even tAe AAsAfioArA

security system tigAts in pArkeA cAfS. ~£Aere WAS

totAt AArkness witA only the new moon overheAA. J

StArteA to ®ntt over/ Ait something slippery AnA went

over A firiAge Afintment. '

^tt A mAtter of timing, J suppose. ^ few

SeconAs eArtier AnA 3 WOntA hAve steereA into A ten-

foot-high HOtSf-reAfiction WAlt. Jt WOntA hAVt hurt,

mAyfie A tot, fat then we'A fie stoppeA.,/1 few seconAs

lAter AnA J'A hAve hit soliA f<280& v'tntAge, sniciAe-

AiSconrAging hurricAne fence. £ikety we'A AAve

cAreeneA off thAt AnA spun, mAyfie ftippeA, fat

stoppeA somewhere on the firiAge.

"^here's onty A smAtt gAp fietween WAlt AnA

fence, AnA J hit it tust right.

THE DARKNESS CLAIMS You

VAn tumfrleA lengthwise en its WAy to the

roof of the WArehouse. ""fchAt's why y'm here Almost

upsiAe Aown, my useless legs AAngling overheAA

white my Arms Are pinneA. Jl-J coulArAfse my right

Arm/ y coulA touch one of the four glASS roAs thAt

slAfttttteA through the winAshielA AnA an into the

&Ack. @ne re A runs through ^Z>AA's thro At, TWO more

pierce *W\em, One in her right eye AnA one just Mow

her collArtione. 3&AA gurgleA for A jew minutes, frut

7/Hom never mAAe A SOunA. y think AeAth cAme

quickly for them.

£o it's just me, y cAn't Often my Aottr. J cAn shout

for help, 6ut there Aoesn't seem to 6e Anyone ArounA.

y CAn't move to releAse my hArness or AisengAge the

steering column iirAce or punch in An emergency coAe

on the cAr phone,

"~£hen the fights come &Ack on, without Any

preliminAry flickering, J ckn see the whole WAre-

spreAA out fretow, or perhAps A&sve, me. Jt's

yy construction, y wrote An Article once

the immense AurA^ility of "temuerAry" 6nilA-

ings like this one. ~£wisteA sheets ofa corrngAteA

Aluminum now He sprAWleA over long rows 06 glASS.

T^tirrors/ wtnAows, fjetnliAr pAnes whose function

y cAn't imAgine. £*-it lights reflect through the

Ae&ris, reminAing me Briefly of the moon Auring A

lunAr eclipse, AArk reA AnA Ominous. ~£he whole scene

reminAs me of something. ^Ant 7*Clee on A &AA AAy.

f^tme futurist nightmAre. ~£he 6leoA keeps ponnA-

ing in my heAA. ^tupiA eAucAtion. ^mArt Aoesn't

help you when you're pinneA in An ttpstAe-Aown vAn.

J\0> j^lee WASn't so hAm+hAnAeA.

y tAke Another look in the reAr-view mirror. T^Hy

pArents Are right where they Were, "^he CAr sfiAes

Aown A fat. ~£he seAtiielt cuts into my neck AnA

cetlArfrone. \rfithont WArning, there's A hAnA on my

shonlAer. y cAn't turn my heAA, so J hAve to roll my

eyes AS test y cAn to see the slim, neAtly mAntcureA

fiingernAils. Jt's A SmAll, grAceful hAnA, very AArk

inAeeA, perhaps ^4 fricAn or from y\ew ^nineA.^1,

quick check in the mirror shows nofoAy there, y Am

hAllncinAting.

voice is cleAr fnt soft/ Alme&t whispereA.

£,Ach SylMle emerges perfectly ftrmeA. y see noth-

ing in the mirror; y feel the hAnA on my shenlAer.'*£he

hAnA AAS no pulse. ?

'yinArew, AcknewleAge me. ^/ffw heAr mef

y SAy nothing.

"y Am not A hAllt^inAtion. Ven're Aying, AnA we

must speAk."

y SAy nothing.

"^onr life is A story you hAven't reAA. £peAk

with me." .'..."

& omethingA&OHt thAt SffMnAs so « i . overwrought

thAt y Almost lAHgh, AnA y speAk to the unseen

presence. "\f$h,At steryl-^/lre you gting to clAim to £e

the Architect of my misery^ ~£he nemesis who mAAe me

suffer for my A rtf thrive me AfoeAk, £ven oaygen-

StArveA, y expect something tetter th^n thAt."

"~£hAt's precisely whAt 3 WAnt to tell you."

"y me An to tell you thAt your life hAS £een my

for A^out A AecAAe, AnA thAt the time hAS come

for you to AeciAe whAt to Ao neat, J^isten to me."~£he

voice unfolAs A steAAy UtAny of secrets, things y've

never tolA Any one else.' the petty frustrations AS Well

AS the greAt ones, the minor trials Along with the

mASSive cAlAmities. ~£he speAker, whose sex. y cAnnot

guess, speAks to me A^out cAreless Aoctors AnA

Berserk mAtlmen AnA ArrogAnt eAttors AnA the count-

less Others who've mAAe my life unpleASAnt. y reAliz.e,

somewhere Along the WAy/ thAt the voice never pAUses

for tfreAth.

'flnA yttt mAAe it hAppenl-"

"y AiA whAt

CIANBOOK: LASOMBRA

jLanghter. "itf-er the j-irst time 3 j-eel cenfiAent t£at

the voice falengs to a woman, "Z&p yen. knew the stery

"they're mettleA Hack, remlnAlng me slightly eft

pictures 3 &aw Where the experimenters lefit raw meat

entAeers jer a year, phetegraphlng Its changes.

£ he scAres me hat^ te AeAth, net thAt that's se far

A trip jnst new. 3've hatlnclnateA fa^ere, anA 3 &n

afrsetntely nene ej the cues that tell me my ^rain is

fabricating the scene. 3t takes me 4 mement te realize

that she's hanging nm&lAe AeWn In that Aarkness,

since we see eye te eye. 3 feel chains o£ a&&eclatlen at

werk In my minA, as thengA seme antenemens

thenght precess has gene searching £er everything

that "Aarkness" means te me. T/Hemerles flicker anA

Mare like the Aarkness arennA the weman,

'{/I nArew," she says threngh lattlceA tips, "^en

see year tears in the Aarknes&, Aen't yenlr"^ he sees my

slight neA. "^tt yenr llfae, all Anyene's lifae, these

things live faneath yenr skin. "Hew they [lew ent

aleng with yenr Hie Itself. J^earn."

@ne ef these shaAew-arms stretches tewarA me,

3ts frlnnt enA smashes threngh the remains e£ the

Arlver-slAe winAew AnA snakes arennA In frrent ej-

me. \^ith ene swift metlen It wrap& arennA my heaA,

completely ceverlng my eyes. W~er an Instant there's

,ntter, prefrennA nething. £,ven tAe retlnAl flickers thAt

ge en fahlnA cteseA eyellAs Alsappear; In seme sense,

the Aarkness penrs In fahlnA my eyes, 3 can't even take

a frreath.

"^he flashes e£ memery faceme mnch mere Intense,

"^here's ne sensery cempenent te them, enly states efi

minA. ^nger, at the acclAent, at the bespital, at my

parents, at the government finreancrAts, at the

fackheaA Aecters Whe fait te nnAerstAnA what 3 tell

them. $Fear, efa refectien, ej- leslng my minA as well

as my legs, e^ never writing again, ef el A age anA

pevertyln this cenAitlen.^ mfiitien anA prlAe, fier the

next great werk, te preve wreng all the Aecters anA

Ae niters, te shew my parents the fielty e^ their hopes

ier me. Z&epressien weven In threngh it all, the Aeslre

"<P/ cenrse. tfieA teek away everything fir em. him,

to preve te£atan that $e& was werthy. 3 hepe yen're

net gelng te claim te fa the angel eft the J^orA."

"listen te ftte.""£he voice remains so fit, fint there's

i' a cemmanA In It, l/fty month snaps cleseA wlthent

Any censclens Aeclslen en my part.^ single nail en

that Immacnlate hanA pierces my skin. "£pare me

yenr everts at hnmer. 3 AlA net select yen te fa my

fester." s ' ;;._'. ' , ". ,. . . , : ^. : ;•.;,•.'...

3 cannot ask the efivlens ^nestlen, tint she Antici-

pates it Anyhow. "3 neeAeA to filnA ent what yen were

(ike wlthent the things that Aefilne yenr lAentlty. 3ft 3

cenlA remove yenr train AnA pnt It In a far te

experiment npen, 3 went A. 3 haA te cnt AWAy the llfie

rennA yenr minA, as far as possible, te see how yen .

\ cope with loss. "Wonr llfie has faen a test. *^e

3 cAn SfieAk AfiAin. "\/~$hAt Ae 3 wl*& 3

hepe it's A tewet. ^Hy *yt& &tln%,"

"3 &alA 3 AlAn't want te speak with an

"VW AlA. 3 am net an angel,"3 can hear a smite

In that velce. "JL,et me shew yen,"

3 hear metal scream anA fireAk fahlnA me.^t

first 3 think thAt 3'm losing my peripheral visien..

~£hen 3 realize there's tangible Slackness faslAe the

car, a column efi something like smoke, floating In

the mlAAle e£ it f 3 &ee a woman. £ he's tall 6nt slim,

her face heavily scarreA. frjer hair... isn't hair at all,

It's layer npen layer ffj- moving shaAows, like exfiell-

atlng granite or peeling fiark. tyer arms seem nermal

enengh—3 recognize the hanA anA wrist that resteA

en my shentAer. "£,etew them, thongh, a seconA set efa

arms pokes threngh slits in the gray re fa she

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