Interruptions staged
Cutscenes · scripted full-screen visions
Sometimes the story must simply seize the table. A cutscene cuts in mid-sentence, full screen — a vision, a memory, a thing at the window — types itself across the dark with its own backdrop and sound, and is gone.
Write them in advance and queue them into the night's programme between scenes; the whole evening then runs on a single key. Style and pace are yours: slow dread or a hard cut.
Players remember the moment the screen stopped being theirs. Use it sparingly; the house makes it effortless.
More from the house:
The voice was not his own Scenery that moves of its own accord Letters arrive for guests who never gave their names Red string found spanning the boarding-house wall He alone heard the whispering One hundred faces on the wheel "I merely wrote what the room told me" Spiritualists convene across impossible distances Not one sitting missed Blows exchanged properly Investigators made while you wait Lessons retained Papers kept in order Persons supplied The circle's wall Weather supplied Discretion assured
The voice was not his own Scenery that moves of its own accord Letters arrive for guests who never gave their names Red string found spanning the boarding-house wall He alone heard the whispering One hundred faces on the wheel "I merely wrote what the room told me" Spiritualists convene across impossible distances Not one sitting missed Blows exchanged properly Investigators made while you wait Lessons retained Papers kept in order Persons supplied The circle's wall Weather supplied Discretion assured