Sancta sanctorum
Jack: Jim will be fine... I never wanted to kill the Puppeteer as much as i want to kill Alice now. Hell, she did he really branded him... as a horse! Fashion tattoo for god's sake! And he laughs, you know? Says he just needs some sleep and he'll be fine. My dear brother is definitely not normal. Okay. Come on, we need to find out how they got out of the Lair.
Task: Go through the lair
You stop on the doorstep. It's the Puppeteer's lair. The same semi-mythical room. Jack pushes you in the back.
Jack: Hey, do not get stuck.
Jack looks around with a busy face, delves into the boxes, and looks out the window.
Jack: On the facade...
Tries to open, then slams the glass with his fist.
Jack: Damn!
Licks broken knuckle.
Jack: Paranoid, damn... Why did he need to put an armored glass even in his own room?
Ryan: May be he suspected that we can come here one day.
Ryan doesn't seem surprised. Some suspicions come to your mind... especially when he comes to the console with a bunch of obscure instruments, moves several of them, and the image on the screen changes.
Jack: Look, no-Puppeteer...
Ryan: I made it. Puppeteer's apprentice, survived the first act didn't give him up to the police, and invented a bunch of innovations for the second one. Say thanks for the tools for going through the rooms.
Jack blink stunned for a few seconds. Then he asks with in a plaintive voice of the men who understands nothing:
Jack: Feather, am I hallucinating?
You completed the task and received some points of freedom and some tokens
Jack: This man here just said that he went out of the house, could go to the Scotland Yard but didn't do it, and he still offers me to thank him. It's bullshit. I could understand even my brother in the beginning of our imprisonment, but this…
