Escape
John: At least I know that it - is not me. let's go from here. Now I'm afraid to fail in some hellish rift in this room.
Task: Go through the Study.
John: Sammy, are there many ghosts in the house?
Sam: No. I mean there are many, but the rest are just shadows and memories. Or the fog. It's everything and I was it too... There are only three real ghosts here - Alastriona, Marie and me. Let me introduce you! Hey, Mary!
Sam puts hands out somewhere to the side, into the void. Pulls.
Marie: I can't, Sam, I should be in the bedroom...
Marie seemed to fall out of the fog.
Sam: That's it! Meet John... John?
You look back at the living Fall. Huge, wide eyes. It seems that he's going to fall again. He swallows and asks hoarsely:
John: Kat?
Marie: Sorry, no. I'm not your mother and not even a distant relative.
Sam: But she looks like us, right? Marie was a girlfriend of our great-great-great-grandmother's brother!
Sam rushes to his brother again, but John did not notice him, gazing the ghostly girl.
John: Mom... I'm sorry.
Hair falls over his eyes. Jenny gently hugs the man again helping him to stand straight.
Isami: That's why you could stop being a puppeteer.
John looks up, finally turning away from the ghost.
Isami: Your feelings are stronger than him.
Short laugh. He finally got a grip.
John: So, I'm so sentimental fool that even a messenger from hell can't get me.
You feel a different tone of voice, look closer… Isami is right. Puppeteer will not leave just like that. You sigh, hoping that he would not have, as Jim once, to be on edge all the time, not to surrender to the curse. But John smiles.
John: I noticed him.
You completed the task and received some points of freedom and some tokens
John: Okay. World turned upside down, but perhaps, from head to foot, and not vice versa. I'm cursed. There is a living hell in my house, who wants to eat me, and if it does - it will explode from overeating. In my head lives the Puppeteer, who's not a part of me but an independent being. Everything is just amazing.
