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It seems to be a page from a diary, given the smudged date at the head of the crumpled paper. The contents, however, seemed slightly disturbing.

Second day at the manor, now. I've done some exploring in the lands that the host owns, and I'm really surprised by how huge the entire place is. The forest, the church, a factory, and even a small village by the sea! The host sure is rich.

Turning the paper over, you find another entry. This entry seems to be from a couple days after the previous entry.

The Games begin today... I'm quite nervous, and so are my friends. Yeah! I made friends out of the other many people here!

There was a white space, and then some more writing, but the writing seemed frantic.

In The Games now...
Heartbeat. He's here...

NO! NO! NO!

It was all a lie. A trap... We'd been lured here...

The rest of the paper was smudged beyond recognition with a couple of splatters of unidentifiable liquid.

You couldn't identify where the plane came from.

For confirmation, the left door on the first landing or the second landing?

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=63895&page=37#361 Author: Aphelion Time Posted: 8/4/2018 at 1:01 AM Please quote! It seems to be a page from a diary, given the smudged date at the head of the crumpled paper. The contents, however, seemed slightly disturbing. Second day at the manor, now. I've done some exploring in the lands that the host owns, and I'm really surprised by how huge the entire place is. The forest, the church, a factory, and even a small village by the sea! The host sure is rich. Turning the paper over, you find another entry. This entry seems to be from a couple days after the previous entry. The Games begin today... I'm quite nervous, and so are my friends. Yeah! I made friends out of the other many people here! There was a white space, and then some more writing, but the writing seemed frantic. In The Games now... Heartbeat. He's here... NO! NO! NO! It was all a lie. A trap... We'd been lured here... The rest of the paper was smudged beyond recognition with a couple of splatters of unidentifiable liquid. You couldn't identify where the plane came from.

I pick up a couple of candles and head towards the door, putting the paper airplane in my pocket

"S.. she always did. Miss Dyer is... Her Angel." He was watching you very closely. "D.. do you know who took Kreacher's spot?" He repeated the question. Remember that Emily and Emma were both supposed to be in the next game, and he knows that.

Time's a ticking. The longer you speak with Kreacher the more late you are going to be, and there are four others waiting on you.

I don't answer "I neede to go I need to find a way out of here. I'm here by a fluke." I say and head to the door.

The door was locked or barred, it would not budge.

Under the candlelight, you see a small slip of paper between the mirror and the wall, something that didn't seem to be there before.

He seems dejected but otherwise doesn't try to stop you from leaving. Whatever you said about accidentally being here, he didn't seem to care either.

You were back in the hallway.

I pick it up and hold it to the candle light, confused on where it could have come from

He seems dejected but otherwise doesn't try to stop you from leaving. Whatever you said about accidentally being here, he didn't seem to care either.

You were back in the hallway.

I head to the place they said they were meeting

First i think...

Please, please quote! Even my patience has limits, and I am a rather patient one.

It seemed to be a medical slip.

Name: Katherine
Gender: Female
Diagnosed with: Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID)
Notes on behavior and symptoms: Switching of identities at random, amnesia of times in different identities, claims to have blacked out when other identities took over, things learnt in different identities seem to prevail in implicit memory.


Also, narrator is surprised by your reaction to the paper airplane from a diary. You are a detective, and it may hold very special clues... Why did you just look at it and put it away without even thinking about it?