MeetingLeonard: The bedroom. I am standing still in front of the door. She is inside. I don’t hear anything, but I can feel it. I’m entering. Task: Go through the bedroom in the “ghosts” mode. Leonard: Marie? Marie: Leo? They are just standing there, staring at each other. He is smiling and she’s frozen on the spot. Marie steps back, she is scared. Leonard: I love you, Marie. I’ve always loved you with all my heart. I came back to take you away from here. We will run off to France – I can get money. Just you and me, Marie. Marie: I have a husband and two kids now, Leo. The elder is turning nine tomorrow. Leonard: No, Marie, it’s not possible! You’ve been visiting me on the mark number three hundred and the fire had not started before the mark six hundred… Marie: You’ve spent ten years in prison, Leo. Leo’s face changes color. He rushes to Marie, but she shrinks back. She’s different! You see a grown-up woman with corners of her lips turned down in sorrow, in a white dress… It’s the same dress she’s been wearing walking down the library stairs, the dress smelling of ashes... Fog: This story can’t have a happy ending. Not here. Not now. Not ever. You realize what’s going to happen a second before Leonard grabs the woman by her hand, brushing against an oil lamp. Slowly, as if in slow motion the lamp falls to the floor, splattering hot drops around... A flash of flame consumes frozen figures like an old photo. You helped Leonard. You received some points of freedom and some tokens. Fog: You killed me... I didn’t want to... You are needed there... No one needs me. I’m not the Elder. |