Provocation
Jenny: Feather, where are you? We won't let you go, until we know, what you've got.
Task: Go through the living room in the "words" mode.
Jenny: John, what do you have? Unwrap your surprise.
John: Medallion. It was my mother's.
For a brief moment, John's voice becomes soft, barely audible, but a moment after you hear viperous notes of the Puppeteer in it.
John: Was it possible to do without the religious nonsense?
Jenny: Don't you wonder what this medallion means?
John: No.
Familiar hiss is echoing through the room. All have already learned what that means - trouble.
Alice: Johnny-boy, you are so severe.
Matt: "Johnny-boy"? Alice, I'm thrilled. And you all have disappointed me. I was working hard to leave you these supplies... Didn't I deserve "thank you" at least? A word warmly said gives comfort even to a cat. Or a rat, yes, Miss Wallis?
Tension in the room can be felt physically.
Matt: Wait ... Jenny, Jenny, Jenny. My feelings are hurt. You didn't tell them, who paid the feast? Feather, well, I know they'll need to use tortures to get the information out of you, but, my dear Jane, it is impossible to treat your benefactors like this.
John: Matt, you're naive to assume that we knew nothing.
Matt: So, won't you invite me to the table?
Jack: Go to hell!
You completed Jenny’s task and received some points of freedom and some tokens
John: Do not be so categorical, Jack. Come down, Matt. We are waiting for you.
