( Beneath the protective
shadow of her hat, her
lone visible eye squeezed
half-shut against the harsh,
radiant light, her desperate
steps echoing loudly as
she breached the threshold. )
( With her hand knuckled
around the cross, she didn't
hesitate—- she hurled the
dice onto the ground,
not even waiting to watch
them settle, and sprinted
with everything she had
toward the blinding white
glow of the exit. )
( ⬇️ )
[Though, while rolling the said dice in your "head", you heard him coming closer. Yet the music was close too! Distorted, sure, but it was there! And then you heard the following words:
RUN
FOR
IT,
DEAR
MERRI
Better start running before he catches up, the exit is right there!]
( call that a jackpot, a frail
disbelieving breath slipped
past her as she stared at
the perfect number, a
sudden spark of relief
cutting through her terror. )
( She rolled the dice again,
her exhaustion worsening
with every passing secon
as a crushing weight settled
onto her shoulders.
She didn't know what
would happen if she
died here... because she
never had before. )
( ⬇️ )
[ A LUCKY ROLL . 16 OUT OF 20 . ]
[Moving through endless geometry, you catch a glimpse sound of some music... It is heavily distorted, yet you don't get MUCH time to focus. He is coming. You can hear it by a closing-in static.
You are close, though. Continue searching for it.]
Beneath the shadow of
her hat, her lone visible
eye darted frantically
across every dark corner,
scanning for any sign of
movement while she
strained to catch the
faintest sound of the
figure following close behind. )
( She needed that familiar
melody more than anything
now. )
( RIGHT. She had almost
forgotten. )
( Lunging toward the door,
she yanked it open with a
sudden burst of speed and
bolted outside, her fingers knuckled around the cross in her hand. )
( ⬇️ )
[A few words flashed in-front of your eyes. Guiding you:
THE
WAY
HE
CAME
IN
...The front door. That's your exit from the first area. Make a go for it before he stops counting.]
(×) FIVE.
FOUR-
( Okay. Now what? )
( Right. She had to listen.
Carefully. )
( Settling into a brisk,
purposeful stride, she began
pacing through the corridor, every nerve ending on high alert. )
( ⬇️ )
( she yelled into the
distorted space. Ignoring
her blurring vision. Her lone
visible eye scanning the
shadowy corners from
beneath the brim of her hat. )
( Her eyelids felt impossibly
heavy for a second, a strange, suffocating fog creeping
over her mind. It felt like
a distant, agonizing memory—-
from a time when she had been completely focused. )
( ⬇️ )
(×) NOW . . .
THAT'S NOT HOW YOU TREAT A GUEST, IS IT NOT?
[The music suddenly cut-off, replacing with a humming sound... You are in danger now.]
YOU LITTLE BRAT.
I SUGGEST RUNNING.
TEN.
NINE-
[ F U C K I N G ]
[ R U N ]
[ M E R R I . ]
( With quick, frantic steps—-
not running, but refusing to
slow down—- she began
wandering through the
rooms of her own home,
searching desperately for
a way out. )
" Do you have to do this
to me every time?! "
( ⬇️ )