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Mia: Ethan.
Ethan: No more bullshit, Mia. I want some answers.
Mia: I know. I know. You’re right. And I always wanted to tell you—but, I just—I can only remember a little and the rest is just gone!
Lucas: Daddy, right? You mind if I borrow Mommy for a little bit? Well don’t just stand there— do something!
Mia: Ethan! Help!
Ethan: Dammit—
Marguerite: Stay the fuck out! There you are! Yes, my kiddies! Alright, you piece of shit—I’ve had about enough of you. Good. I told you to get out! It’s mine. Watch this you troublesome piece of shit!
Ethan: Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Jesus—fuck.
Marguerite: Try and get away from my babies, you cocksucker. I told you to stay out of here. Alright, you little cocksucker, let’s get down to business. Not nice, cher. This is beyond the pale, you hear me? Beyond the pale! Bless your heart. It’s mine… It’s mine… My light…
Ethan: What the? I think that’s it.
Zoe: Well? Did you find a serum?
Ethan: I just got done dealing with your mom and her fucking bugs. I wish you coulda warned me.
Zoe: Sorry about that. What about the serum?
Ethan: Haven’t found any, but I did find out what we need to make one. A D-series head and an arm. This can’t be right…
Zoe: A head? I think I have that around here somewhere.
Ethan: You do??
Zoe: I don’t know about the arm, though. Have you searched the whole house?
Ethan: No, not yet. I still need to check the second floor here.
Zoe: Alright, check it out. Meet me at the trailer if you find it.
Ethan: What the fuck? That’s special.
Marguerite: I got you. Don’t you worry none. Here I come! You got nowhere to go, now, boy. Now what do you think you are doing? I’m gonna kill you, I’m gonna kill you, I’m gonna kill you!
Ethan: Just fucking stay dead—OK?
Young Girl: Stay away.
Ethan: Ugh, god. I guess this is it.
Zoe: Did you find it?
Ethan: Yeah, I got it. Are we really gonna be able to make a serum with this thing?
Zoe: It’ll be fine. After we make it, we can get out of here—together. I’ll be waiting for you in the trailer.
Ethan: Alright.
Ethan: Now where the hell are you? Never mind. We only need the head and you’ve got it. And this is gonna help Mia and me right?
Lucas: Hey, buddy! I thought you should know. I decided Zoe needed a time out. She and Mia are here with me. They’re keeping each other company.
Ethan: Just let them both go. What do you need them for?
Lucas: That’s family business, Ethan, and not your concern, understand? Now, if you want the head, feel free to come on by anytime, I’ll give it to ya! But only if you participate in a little… activity I’ve put together—just for you.
Ethan: What activity?
Lucas: Oh, I know you’re excited, but don’t worry. It’s not going anywhere. First step I need you to take, partner, is for you to take a peek inside the fridge in the trailer there.
Ethan: Fuck you.
Lucas: Oh, come on now, don’t be like that. You wanna have some fun, don’t ya? Now, look in the fridge!
Ethan: Oh no. Sorry, buddy.
Lucas: That pretty little thing will help you find the two keycards you’re gonna need to join the party we’re havin’ in here. You gotta earn your way, Ethan!
Ethan: Oh my god.
Lucas: Hey buddy! Remember, those two key cards will get you into the party. Don’t be late now!
Ethan: Let me talk to Mia!
Lucas: No, no, no, you gotta show up first! You haven’t forgotten where the party is, have you? You can get in from the courtyard. So come on, man! Everybody’s waitin’ for ya!
Lucas: You, my friend, you are one lucky son of a bitch. You know, I actually envy you. What? You don’t believe me? This joy? Why you can’t fake this. It has taken me weeks to finish this, and it is finally ready. And it’s all for you. Aw, come on now. Don’t be like that. This is going to be fun. Just you wait. I’m calling the game, “I’d really like to make it out of this room alive and not die a horrible painful death.” I know, it’s temp title. Take a candle, light it, and put it on the cake. And remember to smile. This party is for you!
Clancy: Fuck you. Fucking disgusting… this is gross. What the fuck is this? What are you doing? Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oh man! Fuck! Fuck!
Lucas: Happy birthday.