Caught or lost
Ryan: Feather, the alarm has gone off. It's time to check our trap.
Task: Go through the bedroom.
The room is empty. The shut trap grins with bloody thorns, dirty rags and torn pack of bandages lie on the bed. Ryan comes up to the trap and opens it.
Ryan: That bastard has left. Even the cord is not... Back!
Ryan jumps to the side, pulling you along... A whistle, a strand of blond hair falls on the floor, a short strip on man's temple is rapidly filling with blood. The door slams shut. An evil grin slips across his lips as he wipes the blood, smearing his cheek with it.
Ryan: The test, Feather. The rest is not important now.
You completed Ryan's task. You received some points of freedom and some tokens.
Ryan: And he became smarter. So will be we.
