Chapter 2: The Skinsaw Murders

Arktos sniffs at the first door, but can't smell anything worth noting.

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Opening the door, you find that it's a child's bedroom. This bedroom features a child-sized bed, a chair next to a toy box, and a looming stone fireplace big enough for a child to get lost in.

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Urthask, as you look into the room, you suddenly see your parents in the middle of the room. Both of their faces are twisted with rage and your fathers is covered in festering boils. Your mother swings as lit torch at your father, but he steps back and avoids the attack. Screaming in rage, he steps forth and plunges a long dagger into your mother's chest, pulls it out and stabs again and again. A sort of twisted smile comes over his face as your mother's lifeblood pools on the ground and he turns to you.

"You're such a disappointment to me," he says with the same twisted smile, "It's time for you to die as well."

He steps forward and stabs with his dagger as you, small and meek, cower away. As the blade enters your stomach, the vision fades and you are covered in sweat.

Viktor looks into the fireplace and doesn't see anything within.

Opening the door across the hall, the only thing you see is a staircase going down to the first floor.

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This large room features two padded chairs and a long couch facing a wide alcove lined with stained glass windows. These windows depict a diverse array of animals and plants-from north to south are a large pale and ghostly scorpion, a gaunt man holding out his arms as a dozen bats hang from him, a moth with a strange skull-like pattern on its wings, a tangle of dull green plants with bell-shaped flowers, and a young maiden sitting astride a well in a forest while a spindly spider the size of a dog descends along a string of webbing above her.

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