Crazy resuscitation

Matt: You're a true Professor Frankenstein - an ordinary man hardly can put together such a monster. I won't give you a switch to get an electric discharge. I'll better borrow it to Jack for a while. He has splashed all the living room with his saliva - I'm afraid Jim will sink not suffocate.

Task: Go through the Film theater.

Matt: Yes, Feather, about the key... I remember the moment when you spoiled my show. You'll have to pay for that. Why are you both stand idle? A man dies!

Jack: I thought Puppeteer was crazy, but this is a completely unattainable level of madness.

Matt: Jack, this is an exam. Does a student from the Sorbonne know what exam means or he didn't have the patience to study till the first exam week? Do not spoil my game, flea. Open your mouth without a reason again, and you will bury your brother in a sandbox with a children's shovel.

You look at Jacks and see in his face that he frantically casts about possible scenarios in his mind, but it seems he's already close to following the instructions of a madman.

Jack: Feather, taking the patient.

Jack pushes the dummy with force - doll falls on its back, its' jacket flaps swing open. You see a piece of paper in the inner pocket. Sit down in front of "Jim" and gently pull it while Matt strives with Jack. Lightly push the Undergrounder and pass him the paper.

It's not some useless scrap it's a note. "Dummy. The key to freedom is where the heart is. Make an effort." Jack smiles, you see sparks in his eyes, Man winks you. It looks like it solves the problem for you, if you should push till the end or not.

Jack: Thready pulse, we're losing him!

Matt: Yes!

Jack: Today was a damn good day for you to spoil it with your death! Feather, we cannot lose another patient, not on my watch.

Jack: In the puzzle house do as madmen do, right, Feather? Time for resuscitation.

Matt: Give him million dozes of something intravenously, intramuscularly, orally! Simultaneously.

Jack: I did not write you a pass to the afterlife! You'll die over my dead body.

Matt: Am I the only one with a medical degree here? I'm sure it's lupus! Lupus... Hmm, what an interesting assumption. Someone must take it on board.

Matt: Feather, the patient urgently requires chest compression.

Jack: This is our chance, Feather.

Jack repeats what Jim taught you on the first aid courses.

Matt: It does not help! More pressure!

Jack: Should I make more effort?

Jack punches the chest of "dying man" on the left, where should be the heart if the man was real.

The strike made a hole in the dummy torso. Inside you see the key.

Matt: Time of death: now. An autopsy revealed that the patient died from the craziness.

You completed the task and received some points of freedom and some tokens

Matt: Congratulations, you did it. One Jim died, another Jim will survive if you hurry.