10:51 PHOTO OF WALL You heard some scoffing from behind the wall, but paid no notice. You were in no mood to focus. You were overcome. You were sick of everything. You know it wasn't a big deal, but you couldn't control yourself. PHOTO OF BROKEN VIOLIN Your precious violin lay shattered at the bottom of the staircase. You had thrown it in a rage. Your finger were shaking in pain... practicing over and over... but you still made mistake after mistake. This was all a bad idea. PHOTO OF AN ARGUMENT MARI was yelling at you. You couldn't understand what she was saying. She didn't understand you at all. She didn't understand that you just weren't good enough. The only thing you held was your anger. This pain... Was it her fault? PHOTO OF A FIGHT MARI blocked your path. She said that she wasn't finished talking. She told you to not run away... but why not? You did this all for her! Why was she yelling at you? You didn't understand... PHOTO OF A MURDER You lose all sense and push her down the stair case. PHOTO OF SILENCE You watch MARI crash on top of your broken violin. The sound wake you up to nothing but silence. You call out to her, but she doesn't answer. PHOTO OF PANIC I̶̡͒t̵̳͝ȟ̴̼a̷̘̿p̵͇̋ṗ̶̬ĕ̶͔n̷̤̉e̴̩͆ḑ̷͝i̷̛͎n̷̡̾i̴͚͝n̵̜̋s̴̭͘t̴͚͋ą̸͋n̷̪̓ţ̷͗.̴̳̍ ̴̐ͅY̵̮̒o̸͑͜ù̷͕d̵̻̊i̴̖̒ḑ̷̋ň̵͙'̴̟͛t̵̡̍m̶͙͛e̵͖͐a̴͎͛n̵̲͝t̷̢̽o̷͚̾d̷͖̃o̷̘̐t̷̯͑h̶͖̉a̴͍̅t̸̬́.̸̦̑ ̵̃ͅẄ̷̠́e̶̞̐l̴̯͊l̷̥͒,̵̩͝ ̶͚͂y̷̯̐õ̵̩ù̷̟ḏ̶͐í̷̘d̴̥͘m̶̺͊e̶͕͋à̷̢n̶̡͂t̴̘̎ò̶̙p̸̟̾u̸̩͌s̶͠ͅh̸̺͌h̴̥̀ȇ̵̲ȑ̸͓,̵̎ͅ ̷̛͎d̶̞͂i̷͔̓d̸͓̀n̶̫̐'̷̫̈́t̴͈̽y̷͖̚o̷͈̍ů̶̗?̵̼͋ ̴̯̾I̵̠͆ṱ̸̔w̶͓͝a̷̯̾s̴͎̕a̷̱͒n̸͜͝a̴̹͑č̶̞c̶̘̀i̸͌ͅd̶͍͝e̶̟͌n̴̥̽t̷̜̽,̶̝̑ ̵̙̃r̸̖͘í̸̝g̶̳̓h̸͚̏t̸̜̚?̴͚̈ ̵̤͒Y̵̩̔ǒ̵̙ü̴̱'̷̻̿r̴͇͆e̶̺̾n̸͕͑o̶͉̎t̸̗̆s̵͚̅ù̴̬ř̷͖e̶͕͝.̵̞̐ You tremble your way down the staircase. PHOTO OF DESPERATION You call her name, but she doesn't answer. You sweep the bits of wood from her body. Nothing but scratches. You turn her head and see her face. She look asleep... but then, w̸͍̽h̵͚̉y̷͙̒ ̶̳̏i̷̘̎s̶͕͒n̸̨͗'̸͙͆ṯ̴̕ ̵̻͊s̵̲͗h̴͎͝ë̸͚́ ̸̘̽a̸̢̓n̷̮͂s̷̜̽w̶͇͌ě̵̯r̸̜̉i̵͇̎n̵͑͜g̴͖̔?̵͔͆ PHOTO OF ACCOMPLICE You pick up MARI and drag her up the stairs. She feel lighter than you thought. She just need to lie down in a bed... She just need some rest... PHOTO OF DISBELIEF Your heart beats out of your chest. Your head feel fuzzy. You lose vision. You push the door to the bedroom open make your way to her bed. She's going to be okay, right? T̴͈́h̷͖̀i̷̝͛s̴̡͆ ̸̹̉i̸̱͑ś̶̖ ̴͖̓j̷̞̔ů̵̟ș̸͝t̸̩̿ ̴̡̂ḁ̵̈́ ̴̖͘d̶̗́r̵̩͋é̵̝a̷̙͊m̵̯̋,̷͚͛ ̷̳̊ř̷̗ȋ̴̲g̵͖̀h̶̨͐t̶̳̔?̴̼̓ PHOTO OF ANGUISH You call her name over and over, but s̶̪͘ȟ̷͖ẻ̷̹ ̵͇̊d̵͖̈ō̶̖e̷̘̚s̵̞͠n̴̯̑'̷̫̿ẗ̸͈́ ̸̜̃ä̷͖́n̵͚̉s̷̙͝ẁ̷̼e̴̎͜r̷̘̈.̸͖͒ You watch the light from the window cast a shadow over her face. She expressionless. You sink your finger into her arm and break down in the tears PHOTO OF GUILT You want to scream for help, but you're afraid. You mumble to yourself. Ẃ̵̻̯h̵͕̋́ạ̸̝͋t̴̺͊͝ ̴̘̎͒ì̸͕̏f̴̛̘ͅ ̴̬̃̆ṯ̴̐h̷͕̰̓ḛ̸̾ ̸̘̌͠a̷̗̦̓s̷͍̼̿k̵̪̓̄ ̶̝͕͛͘w̶̭̅h̵̢͗ạ̵̥̒͘t̷̞̞͝ ̸̻̖͘h̸̞͒̍a̴̟̫̿͝p̷̣͕͑͝p̵̣̝̆͗ẹ̵̆n̴͉͔̾͛ẽ̵̢̟̏ḑ̸̱̈́?̴͕͂ ̷̧̆͝T̷̼͗͗h̴̙͑ĕ̵̮̐r̵̡̒͜e̵̲͈̋'̷̧̛̱s̴͍͊̄ ̸̖̦̃n̷̨͠ö̵̪͉́ ̶̠͈̿̈w̸͔̮̔a̴̦̔̅ỷ̶͇ ̶̭̎̏y̴̠̮̒o̷̹̅͂u̶̗͗ ̴̮͎̈́͝c̷͇̽̐ą̴̩̿n̴̛̹͛ ̷̟͝ẗ̸͍̯́̒e̴̦̗͆ḻ̴̔l̴̳̒͂ ̷̢͊͐ͅt̵̢̉ḧ̷̝̜́͑e̴̞̙̒m̸̲̀̏ ̶͉̔̈́t̷̤̹͐ḧ̴̥͠e̶̘̊̃ ̷̳̊͑t̵̼͇̐r̸̟̙̎͌u̴͕̫̿t̷͎̒h̷̹̯͘.̶̰͌̎ ̷͖͑̓W̷̞̻̊̍ĥ̴̜̥̋o̴̭̾̐ͅ ̸͕̐w̴̹̰͑o̵͇̘̊u̶̼͠l̸͙͎̕d̷̬̫͐͐ ̸͚̋̂b̷̢̆ë̷͍́ ̵̭̦̐̔ã̵̯͎͋ḅ̸̩́́l̴̗̼̽ẽ̶̫̃ ̵̨̀t̴̨̨̃̈́o̶̫͇̎̇ ̷̘̱̐̎f̸̺̥͑̂ȍ̴̬̄r̵̘̦̍g̷̪͐ǐ̵͎v̷̭̎e̷͖̎̔ ̴̮̼̓͠y̴̮͊͘o̸̢̐͝u̸͔̹͂͆?̴͋ͅ ̸̱͐͒W̴̠̄͑ͅh̶̥̆̓ơ̵͕̯ ̶̡̘͛w̸͇̞̄̅ọ̶́u̸̝̇͘l̷̫͆d̶̫̋͘ ̴̜̒b̵̡̼͊̉e̴̛̩͌ļ̵̔i̵͔̗̋̕ẹ̷̲̈̈́v̷̬̈́͘ė̴̥̬͗ ̷̮̿t̷͓͗h̸̠̆̑a̴͉̼͑t̵̪̝͗͠ ̷͈̬͋͑I̴̮̥͒̂ẗ̸̡̨́͒ ̵̙̐w̵̼͒a̵̠͋͝ş̶̣͆ ̵̓̍͜Â̴̞͙n̸̳̣̄ ̷̨̬̋a̶̲̔́c̴̭͋c̶͙̿̿i̸̩͝d̵̛̺̀ë̴̬́̋n̶̞͝t̸̩̒?̸̿̃ PHOTO OF IDEA A whisper comes from behind you, but you ignore it. A cry comes from behind you, but you ignore it. You cover your face with your arms. T̷͖̃h̴͚̓i̶̤̕s̴̳͂ ̴̖̅ǐ̸̢s̸͍̒n̴̜͝'̶̢̔t̵͔͝ ̴̫́r̸̡̋e̸͔̾a̷͕̓ľ̵͇.̷̠̕ ̵̬͠Ǹ̷̳ó̴͎n̵̹̓ẽ̴̫ ̶̟̕o̵̖̎f̴͇͝ ̴̝̓t̵̲͒h̷͔͑ȉ̴͙s̸͈̔ ̴͈͝ì̴̠ş̸̃ ̴̻͛r̷̲͘e̷̋͜a̶̰̽l̴͓̇.̸̮̔ ̸̗͘Ẃ̸̤ḧ̴͎́y̶͓͂ ̸̨̇w̷̖͝ơ̵̤n̷̤̉'̸͈͘t̷͈͆ ̵̳͋y̷̖̐o̵̪̕u̶̲̇ ̵̥̊w̴̠͝ȧ̴̻k̸̩͌ě̵̺ ̸͎̎u̸̞͆p̷͚̓?̵̱͑ PHOTO OF HOPELESSNESS Everything is dark. The shadow slither around you. You dont understand what is happening. Your head starts to fell fuzzy. Y̵̦̌ö̷́͜u̵͈͒ ̷̹̇s̶͓̊i̴̭̊n̴͉͝k̶̢͌ ̴̮̊i̷̪̐n̷̢̚ẗ̷̨o̷͖̿ ̴̗́ā̷̻ ̴̭̈́c̸̻̚r̷̖̓e̶͉̔v̸̬̎i̶̲͝c̴̣̋e̴͈͆ ̴̢̈i̵̠̿ǹ̷͉ ̶̬̆y̸̙͝ȍ̸ͅu̶͈̓r̷̗̎ ̶̩̈́m̷̻͝i̴̳̒ǹ̷̲d̴̨͝.̴̝͋.̸̰͠.̷̫̾ ̷͍̊a̵͚̍n̵͉͋ ̷̠̍ẻ̸͖ḿ̵͓p̶̩̉t̸̢́y̶͙̋ ̵̞̎ ̴̨̛W̴͓͊ḧ̴̤́i̷̱͝t̵̢̅e̷̹͐ ̵͆ͅr̶̨̊ö̴̲́o̶̗͋m̵̳͊.̵̙̈́ PHOTO OF SUPPORT Your shoulder feel heavy. A familiar voices whisper something unspeakable. You eyes widen. It tell you to follow its lead. It says it's the only way out. It says... That everything will be okay. PHOTO OF BETRAYAL You pick up MARI's body and lift it down the staircase. She feel lighter than you thought. You feel multiple eyes shift their gaze to you. You keep you eyes toward the ground. PHOTO OF HOPE You hear the sound of a familiar sliding door. A voice tells you to walk. A guest of wind enters the room as the sunlight engulf you. You keep you eyes toward the ground. PHOTO OF A TREE As your face forward, you listen to the crunch of the grass and feel the coolness of the wind. Ypu hear the leaves in the tree shake as the sun begins to set... but you try to ignore it. Ĩ̵̥t̷̡͑'̴̳̒s̴̫̄ ̴̡̏a̴̙͐l̴̫̋l̸͓͑ ̸͙̈́j̷͚͛ǔ̴̢ś̴̳t̶̹̑ ̵͚̅ȁ̷̢ ̶͖͗d̷̝̕r̴̞̈́e̷͍̚a̸̲̎m̴͌͜.̴̣͝.̵̫͠.̶͉͐ PHOTO OF A BRANCH You lay down MARI's body and look up for the first time. Small ray of the light shine through the cracks in the leaves. You relish in its beauty and savor the moment. You think... Even if this is all real, if you keep looking at the leaves... That everything will be okay. PHOTO OF A ROPE You hear someone pacing, the crunching of the grass sitting back and forth. You think you see figure pick something off the ground, but your not sure. You keep staring at the leaves overhead. E̴̖͌v̵͙̏ẻ̶͜ŕ̶̙ŷ̷̪t̸̜̅h̷̬͠ǐ̶̤n̸̼̍g̷̦͂ ̸̱͌w̵͓͋i̶̥͆l̸͍̄l̸̪̂ ̶͚͋b̶͙́ȇ̵̘ ̸͈̓o̵͓͝ḵ̶̇ȧ̴̫ÿ̵̱́.̶͕̇ Everything will be okay. PHOTO OF A HAND You hear shuffling. You hear dragging And creaking And pulling. Something Is happening, but you refuse to look away from the leaves. Your hrafmd feel fuzzy again. Your bite you tongue and attempt to wake up one last time, but it's no use. Your still here. PHOTO OF LEGS As you and BASIL step into the house, you look back towards the tree and see it. The light engulf it as it sways in the wind. For a moment, you feel at peace. You hate yourself for feeling this way. Is that all, then? Is everything going to be okay now PHOTO OF LIE You feel a cold hand clutch yours. You try to jerk away, but it squeezes back, unwilling to let you go. The hand drags you backwards. You look up and see your best friend for the first time... B̵̘̾A̵̼̕S̷͈͋I̴̺͐L̴̲͒. You see the tears falling from his tired eyes as he look ahead. You suddenly realize that none of this is a dream. À̸̤l̷̯̒l̵̯̆ ̶̲͝o̸̺̿f̴̮̏ ̸̗̕t̸̜̀ḧ̶͇́i̸̭̅s̶̝̈́ ̴̺̚í̸̹s̶̰̏ ̸͙͒r̶̛̺e̷̛̩ả̶̖l̶̤̍.̶͚̏ PHOTO OF SOMETHING Suddenly, BASIL stops. You look up at his eyes, but this time, they're wide awake, staring at S̸͈̒Ȍ̶̭M̴̯̀È̵̳T̴͉̂H̶̦̊I̶͗͜Ņ̴̍G̵͓͐. You turn eyes toward it as well. Ą̶̚ń̵ͅ ̷̯̿ẻ̸̦ỹ̶̡e̸̱͋ ̵̪́m̷̲̾é̸̜ȇ̵̬ţ̷͘s̵̞͆ ̷̩̒ỵ̸͝o̸͇͆u̷̘̎r̸̗͊s̵͈͗.̷͍̊ ̶͎̐Y̷̰̒õ̶̪u̴̹͂ŕ̸̹ ̶̥̕h̸̦́ë̴͓́a̴̛͉r̷͙̋t̸̗̅ ̴͖̀s̴̑ͅi̸̥͊n̷̄ͅk̶͔̒s̷̙͂ ̴͓͝ì̶͙n̶̢̐t̷͈̋ö̶̧́ ̷̨̀y̶̺͑o̷̖͋ủ̸̳r̴̡̀ ̶͎̔s̵̝̅t̷̜́õ̸ͅm̴̥͠a̷̖̐c̴̖̓h̶̞͗.̷͇̕ ̸̺͆Y̶̘̊o̶̮͝ú̵͚ ̴̳̈ṣ̶̓h̵̯́o̷̮̒u̶̞͝l̴̦͛d̶̙̆n̷̯͆'̴͕̎ẗ̸̰ ̶̞̾h̶̖͘a̶̯̚v̴̠̔ê̷͈ ̸̮̌l̸̩̕o̸͔͌o̶̢͊ķ̷̐e̵͕͝d̸͙͌ ̶͇̒b̷̭͆a̶̱͂c̵͈̍k̸̗̇.̴̖͘ ̸̭͠Y̷̙͊o̶̫͠u̴̻̿ ̴̟͌j̶͇͒u̶̝͐s̸̢̕t̴̗́.̸̥͝.̸̯͛.̷̭͋ ̴̰͋Š̴͈h̶͖͛o̸͘ͅu̶̯͑l̴̗̓d̸̳͛ṅ̸͙'̶̲̄t̷̛̗.̶̞͂.̸͝ͅ.̵͉̒ ̷͜͝H̴͖̀a̵̠̕v̸̮͝e̵̡͆.̴̛̯.̸̙̿.̵̠̕ ̷͒ͅL̷̙̋ō̵̹ó̷ͅk̸̿ͅe̶͇̿d̷͙͐.̷͖̏.̶̧͐.̷̟̔ This is waht scratched text looks like. You can find it in the game file
10:51
PHOTO OF WALL
You heard some scoffing from behind the wall, but paid no notice.
You were in no mood to focus.
You were overcome.
You were sick of everything.
You know it wasn't a big deal, but you couldn't control yourself.
PHOTO OF BROKEN VIOLIN
Your precious violin lay shattered at the bottom of the staircase. You had thrown it in a rage.
Your finger were shaking in pain... practicing over and over... but you still made mistake after mistake.
This was all a bad idea.
PHOTO OF AN ARGUMENT
MARI was yelling at you.
You couldn't understand what she was saying.
She didn't understand you at all.
She didn't understand that you just weren't good enough.
The only thing you held was your anger.
This pain...
Was it her fault?
PHOTO OF A FIGHT
MARI blocked your path.
She said that she wasn't finished talking.
She told you to not run away... but why not?
You did this all for her! Why was she yelling at you?
You didn't understand...
PHOTO OF A MURDER
You lose all sense and
push
her
down
the
stair
case.
PHOTO OF SILENCE
You watch MARI crash on top of your broken violin.
The sound wake you up to nothing but silence.
You call out to her, but she doesn't answer.
PHOTO OF PANIC
I̶̡͒t̵̳͝ȟ̴̼a̷̘̿p̵͇̋ṗ̶̬ĕ̶͔n̷̤̉e̴̩͆ḑ̷͝i̷̛͎n̷̡̾i̴͚͝n̵̜̋s̴̭͘t̴͚͋ą̸͋n̷̪̓ţ̷͗.̴̳̍ ̴̐ͅY̵̮̒o̸͑͜ù̷͕d̵̻̊i̴̖̒ḑ̷̋ň̵͙'̴̟͛t̵̡̍m̶͙͛e̵͖͐a̴͎͛n̵̲͝t̷̢̽o̷͚̾d̷͖̃o̷̘̐t̷̯͑h̶͖̉a̴͍̅t̸̬́.̸̦̑
̵̃ͅẄ̷̠́e̶̞̐l̴̯͊l̷̥͒,̵̩͝ ̶͚͂y̷̯̐õ̵̩ù̷̟ḏ̶͐í̷̘d̴̥͘m̶̺͊e̶͕͋à̷̢n̶̡͂t̴̘̎ò̶̙p̸̟̾u̸̩͌s̶͠ͅh̸̺͌h̴̥̀ȇ̵̲ȑ̸͓,̵̎ͅ ̷̛͎d̶̞͂i̷͔̓d̸͓̀n̶̫̐'̷̫̈́t̴͈̽y̷͖̚o̷͈̍ů̶̗?̵̼͋ ̴̯̾I̵̠͆ṱ̸̔w̶͓͝a̷̯̾s̴͎̕a̷̱͒n̸͜͝a̴̹͑č̶̞c̶̘̀i̸͌ͅd̶͍͝e̶̟͌n̴̥̽t̷̜̽,̶̝̑ ̵̙̃r̸̖͘í̸̝g̶̳̓h̸͚̏t̸̜̚?̴͚̈ ̵̤͒Y̵̩̔ǒ̵̙ü̴̱'̷̻̿r̴͇͆e̶̺̾n̸͕͑o̶͉̎t̸̗̆s̵͚̅ù̴̬ř̷͖e̶͕͝.̵̞̐
You tremble your way down the staircase.
PHOTO OF DESPERATION
You call her name, but she doesn't answer.
You sweep the bits of wood from her body.
Nothing but scratches.
You turn her head and see her face.
She look asleep... but then, w̸͍̽h̵͚̉y̷͙̒ ̶̳̏i̷̘̎s̶͕͒n̸̨͗'̸͙͆ṯ̴̕ ̵̻͊s̵̲͗h̴͎͝ë̸͚́ ̸̘̽a̸̢̓n̷̮͂s̷̜̽w̶͇͌ě̵̯r̸̜̉i̵͇̎n̵͑͜g̴͖̔?̵͔͆
PHOTO OF ACCOMPLICE
You pick up MARI and drag her up the stairs.
She feel lighter than you thought.
She just need to lie down in a bed...
She just need some rest...
PHOTO OF DISBELIEF
Your heart beats out of your chest.
Your head feel fuzzy.
You lose vision.
You push the door to the bedroom open make your way to her bed.
She's going to be okay, right?
T̴͈́h̷͖̀i̷̝͛s̴̡͆ ̸̹̉i̸̱͑ś̶̖ ̴͖̓j̷̞̔ů̵̟ș̸͝t̸̩̿ ̴̡̂ḁ̵̈́ ̴̖͘d̶̗́r̵̩͋é̵̝a̷̙͊m̵̯̋,̷͚͛ ̷̳̊ř̷̗ȋ̴̲g̵͖̀h̶̨͐t̶̳̔?̴̼̓
PHOTO OF ANGUISH
You call her name over and over, but s̶̪͘ȟ̷͖ẻ̷̹ ̵͇̊d̵͖̈ō̶̖e̷̘̚s̵̞͠n̴̯̑'̷̫̿ẗ̸͈́ ̸̜̃ä̷͖́n̵͚̉s̷̙͝ẁ̷̼e̴̎͜r̷̘̈.̸͖͒
You watch the light from the window cast a shadow over her face. She expressionless.
You sink your finger into her arm and break down in the tears
PHOTO OF GUILT
You want to scream for help, but you're afraid.
You mumble to yourself.
Ẃ̵̻̯h̵͕̋́ạ̸̝͋t̴̺͊͝ ̴̘̎͒ì̸͕̏f̴̛̘ͅ ̴̬̃̆ṯ̴̐h̷͕̰̓ḛ̸̾ ̸̘̌͠a̷̗̦̓s̷͍̼̿k̵̪̓̄ ̶̝͕͛͘w̶̭̅h̵̢͗ạ̵̥̒͘t̷̞̞͝ ̸̻̖͘h̸̞͒̍a̴̟̫̿͝p̷̣͕͑͝p̵̣̝̆͗ẹ̵̆n̴͉͔̾͛ẽ̵̢̟̏ḑ̸̱̈́?̴͕͂
̷̧̆͝T̷̼͗͗h̴̙͑ĕ̵̮̐r̵̡̒͜e̵̲͈̋'̷̧̛̱s̴͍͊̄ ̸̖̦̃n̷̨͠ö̵̪͉́ ̶̠͈̿̈w̸͔̮̔a̴̦̔̅ỷ̶͇ ̶̭̎̏y̴̠̮̒o̷̹̅͂u̶̗͗ ̴̮͎̈́͝c̷͇̽̐ą̴̩̿n̴̛̹͛ ̷̟͝ẗ̸͍̯́̒e̴̦̗͆ḻ̴̔l̴̳̒͂ ̷̢͊͐ͅt̵̢̉ḧ̷̝̜́͑e̴̞̙̒m̸̲̀̏ ̶͉̔̈́t̷̤̹͐ḧ̴̥͠e̶̘̊̃ ̷̳̊͑t̵̼͇̐r̸̟̙̎͌u̴͕̫̿t̷͎̒h̷̹̯͘.̶̰͌̎
̷͖͑̓W̷̞̻̊̍ĥ̴̜̥̋o̴̭̾̐ͅ ̸͕̐w̴̹̰͑o̵͇̘̊u̶̼͠l̸͙͎̕d̷̬̫͐͐ ̸͚̋̂b̷̢̆ë̷͍́ ̵̭̦̐̔ã̵̯͎͋ḅ̸̩́́l̴̗̼̽ẽ̶̫̃ ̵̨̀t̴̨̨̃̈́o̶̫͇̎̇ ̷̘̱̐̎f̸̺̥͑̂ȍ̴̬̄r̵̘̦̍g̷̪͐ǐ̵͎v̷̭̎e̷͖̎̔ ̴̮̼̓͠y̴̮͊͘o̸̢̐͝u̸͔̹͂͆?̴͋ͅ
̸̱͐͒W̴̠̄͑ͅh̶̥̆̓ơ̵͕̯ ̶̡̘͛w̸͇̞̄̅ọ̶́u̸̝̇͘l̷̫͆d̶̫̋͘ ̴̜̒b̵̡̼͊̉e̴̛̩͌ļ̵̔i̵͔̗̋̕ẹ̷̲̈̈́v̷̬̈́͘ė̴̥̬͗ ̷̮̿t̷͓͗h̸̠̆̑a̴͉̼͑t̵̪̝͗͠ ̷͈̬͋͑I̴̮̥͒̂ẗ̸̡̨́͒ ̵̙̐w̵̼͒a̵̠͋͝ş̶̣͆
̵̓̍͜Â̴̞͙n̸̳̣̄ ̷̨̬̋a̶̲̔́c̴̭͋c̶͙̿̿i̸̩͝d̵̛̺̀ë̴̬́̋n̶̞͝t̸̩̒?̸̿̃
PHOTO OF IDEA
A whisper comes from behind you, but you ignore it.
A cry comes from behind you, but you ignore it.
You cover your face with your arms.
T̷͖̃h̴͚̓i̶̤̕s̴̳͂ ̴̖̅ǐ̸̢s̸͍̒n̴̜͝'̶̢̔t̵͔͝ ̴̫́r̸̡̋e̸͔̾a̷͕̓ľ̵͇.̷̠̕ ̵̬͠Ǹ̷̳ó̴͎n̵̹̓ẽ̴̫ ̶̟̕o̵̖̎f̴͇͝ ̴̝̓t̵̲͒h̷͔͑ȉ̴͙s̸͈̔ ̴͈͝ì̴̠ş̸̃ ̴̻͛r̷̲͘e̷̋͜a̶̰̽l̴͓̇.̸̮̔
̸̗͘Ẃ̸̤ḧ̴͎́y̶͓͂ ̸̨̇w̷̖͝ơ̵̤n̷̤̉'̸͈͘t̷͈͆ ̵̳͋y̷̖̐o̵̪̕u̶̲̇ ̵̥̊w̴̠͝ȧ̴̻k̸̩͌ě̵̺ ̸͎̎u̸̞͆p̷͚̓?̵̱͑
PHOTO OF HOPELESSNESS
Everything is dark. The shadow slither around you.
You dont understand what is happening.
Your head starts to fell fuzzy.
Y̵̦̌ö̷́͜u̵͈͒ ̷̹̇s̶͓̊i̴̭̊n̴͉͝k̶̢͌ ̴̮̊i̷̪̐n̷̢̚ẗ̷̨o̷͖̿ ̴̗́ā̷̻ ̴̭̈́c̸̻̚r̷̖̓e̶͉̔v̸̬̎i̶̲͝c̴̣̋e̴͈͆ ̴̢̈i̵̠̿ǹ̷͉ ̶̬̆y̸̙͝ȍ̸ͅu̶͈̓r̷̗̎ ̶̩̈́m̷̻͝i̴̳̒ǹ̷̲d̴̨͝.̴̝͋.̸̰͠.̷̫̾ ̷͍̊a̵͚̍n̵͉͋ ̷̠̍ẻ̸͖ḿ̵͓p̶̩̉t̸̢́y̶͙̋ ̵̞̎
̴̨̛W̴͓͊ḧ̴̤́i̷̱͝t̵̢̅e̷̹͐ ̵͆ͅr̶̨̊ö̴̲́o̶̗͋m̵̳͊.̵̙̈́
PHOTO OF SUPPORT
Your shoulder feel heavy.
A familiar voices whisper something unspeakable.
You eyes widen.
It tell you to follow its lead.
It says it's the only way out.
It says...
That everything will be okay.
PHOTO OF BETRAYAL
You pick up MARI's body and lift it down the staircase.
She feel lighter than you thought.
You feel multiple eyes shift their gaze to you.
You keep you eyes toward the ground.
PHOTO OF HOPE
You hear the sound of a familiar sliding door.
A voice tells you to walk.
A guest of wind enters the room as the sunlight engulf you.
You keep you eyes toward the ground.
PHOTO OF A TREE
As your face forward, you listen to the crunch of the grass and feel the coolness of the wind.
Ypu hear the leaves in the tree shake as the sun begins to set... but you try to ignore it. Ĩ̵̥t̷̡͑'̴̳̒s̴̫̄ ̴̡̏a̴̙͐l̴̫̋l̸͓͑ ̸͙̈́j̷͚͛ǔ̴̢ś̴̳t̶̹̑ ̵͚̅ȁ̷̢ ̶͖͗d̷̝̕r̴̞̈́e̷͍̚a̸̲̎m̴͌͜.̴̣͝.̵̫͠.̶͉͐
PHOTO OF A BRANCH
You lay down MARI's body and look up for the first time.
Small ray of the light shine through the cracks in the leaves.
You relish in its beauty and savor the moment.
You think...
Even if this is all real, if you keep looking at the leaves...
That everything will be okay.
PHOTO OF A ROPE
You hear someone pacing, the crunching of the grass sitting back and forth.
You think you see figure pick something off the ground, but your not sure.
You keep staring at the leaves overhead.
E̴̖͌v̵͙̏ẻ̶͜ŕ̶̙ŷ̷̪t̸̜̅h̷̬͠ǐ̶̤n̸̼̍g̷̦͂ ̸̱͌w̵͓͋i̶̥͆l̸͍̄l̸̪̂ ̶͚͋b̶͙́ȇ̵̘ ̸͈̓o̵͓͝ḵ̶̇ȧ̴̫ÿ̵̱́.̶͕̇
Everything will be okay.
PHOTO OF A HAND
You hear shuffling.
You hear dragging
And creaking
And pulling.
Something Is happening, but you refuse to look away from the leaves. Your hrafmd feel fuzzy again.
Your bite you tongue and attempt to wake up one last time, but it's no use. Your still here.
PHOTO OF LEGS
As you and BASIL step into the house, you look back towards the tree and see it.
The light engulf it as it sways in the wind.
For a moment, you feel at peace.
You hate yourself for feeling this way.
Is that all, then?
Is everything going to be okay now
PHOTO OF LIE
You feel a cold hand clutch yours.
You try to jerk away, but it squeezes back, unwilling to let you go.
The hand drags you backwards.
You look up and see your best friend for the first time...
B̵̘̾A̵̼̕S̷͈͋I̴̺͐L̴̲͒.
You see the tears falling from his tired eyes as he look ahead.
You suddenly realize that none of this is a dream.
À̸̤l̷̯̒l̵̯̆ ̶̲͝o̸̺̿f̴̮̏ ̸̗̕t̸̜̀ḧ̶͇́i̸̭̅s̶̝̈́ ̴̺̚í̸̹s̶̰̏ ̸͙͒r̶̛̺e̷̛̩ả̶̖l̶̤̍.̶͚̏
PHOTO OF SOMETHING
Suddenly, BASIL stops. You look up at his eyes, but this time, they're wide awake, staring at S̸͈̒Ȍ̶̭M̴̯̀È̵̳T̴͉̂H̶̦̊I̶͗͜Ņ̴̍G̵͓͐. You turn eyes toward it as well.
Ą̶̚ń̵ͅ ̷̯̿ẻ̸̦ỹ̶̡e̸̱͋ ̵̪́m̷̲̾é̸̜ȇ̵̬ţ̷͘s̵̞͆ ̷̩̒ỵ̸͝o̸͇͆u̷̘̎r̸̗͊s̵͈͗.̷͍̊
̶͎̐Y̷̰̒õ̶̪u̴̹͂ŕ̸̹ ̶̥̕h̸̦́ë̴͓́a̴̛͉r̷͙̋t̸̗̅ ̴͖̀s̴̑ͅi̸̥͊n̷̄ͅk̶͔̒s̷̙͂ ̴͓͝ì̶͙n̶̢̐t̷͈̋ö̶̧́ ̷̨̀y̶̺͑o̷̖͋ủ̸̳r̴̡̀ ̶͎̔s̵̝̅t̷̜́õ̸ͅm̴̥͠a̷̖̐c̴̖̓h̶̞͗.̷͇̕
̸̺͆Y̶̘̊o̶̮͝ú̵͚ ̴̳̈ṣ̶̓h̵̯́o̷̮̒u̶̞͝l̴̦͛d̶̙̆n̷̯͆'̴͕̎ẗ̸̰ ̶̞̾h̶̖͘a̶̯̚v̴̠̔ê̷͈ ̸̮̌l̸̩̕o̸͔͌o̶̢͊ķ̷̐e̵͕͝d̸͙͌ ̶͇̒b̷̭͆a̶̱͂c̵͈̍k̸̗̇.̴̖͘
̸̭͠Y̷̙͊o̶̫͠u̴̻̿ ̴̟͌j̶͇͒u̶̝͐s̸̢̕t̴̗́.̸̥͝.̸̯͛.̷̭͋
̴̰͋Š̴͈h̶͖͛o̸͘ͅu̶̯͑l̴̗̓d̸̳͛ṅ̸͙'̶̲̄t̷̛̗.̶̞͂.̸͝ͅ.̵͉̒
̷͜͝H̴͖̀a̵̠̕v̸̮͝e̵̡͆.̴̛̯.̸̙̿.̵̠̕
̷͒ͅL̷̙̋ō̵̹ó̷ͅk̸̿ͅe̶͇̿d̷͙͐.̷͖̏.̶̧͐.̷̟̔
This is waht scratched text looks like. You can find it in the game file
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