“Whatever the case may be, I think we are all in danger

He hates all of us”

“Oh no, Oh fuck no

Not again Not again why me I don’t-”

“This is why I wanted to talk to you”

“That house you went to, no one comes out of it

Until you.

When the police went to investigate, all they saw was an old house. They got in and out as they pleased”

“You killed the house

You made it stop working”

“How can we do that here?”

“… That’s right, I did it, I got out”

“And I can do it again”

“I promised him, after all.

I won’t die here”

“But… how? What was it that made it?

Do we need a femur? I hope not

Do I need to be on the verge of death, absolutely losing my mind?

Do I need to get incredibly angry? That can be arranged

Think, think

I broke a lot of stuff but kept running into rooms

I just suddenly got outside after I got out of the room with -”

“The map”

“That thing… it was always there. Somehow I always ran into it”

“It was always in some room, persistently, never leaving, always in tune with the house”

“… house anatomy”

“Maybe…”

“It’s the heart”

“…Elaborate?”

“There was this one framed picture of a map, those ‘you are here’ maps. I always managed to find it, and it changed depending on the batch of rooms I was in”

“Once I destroyed it, the house came back to normal”

“If the house was an organism, then you could consider it the heart”

“It must be some type of object that either gets created or modificated when the house gets a purpose”

“… And if you take it away, the house dies, as if the object was giving the house whatever it is that it needs to carry out the command.

I see”

“But I haven’t seen any maps here, I don’t even think there is one”

“No, I dont think it’s a map, It must be something related to the purpose of the house”

“So we won’t know until we find out whatever it is that this house can do?”

“Unfortunately, yes”

“Maybe something medical? This used to be a hospital or something, I should investigate that”