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The Supplement: Tutorphil & The French House #7

Okay, another rainy evening means another night in the empty salon of the old French house.  It's actually a rather magical room; soft stone, old doors and one smooth, newly rendered wall make for a transformative stage set for man-made phantasmagoria!  In keeping with the innate theatricality of the space, I reached for the coloured lights tonight.  Proceedings became more menacing and 'H.P. Lovecraft' as the evening went on, as the mysterious blues gave way to a more queasy combinations, and the entities became more disorderly and keen to escape the room...