“You were outside the house when the clock chimed, remember? You went for a smoke and saw me get in and out”

“And every time we go back to the start, you are outside”

“No one we talked to said anything about Eugene being in the house, In fact, I’m pretty sure he must’ve been in the toolshed”

“What toolshed?”

“Oh, right”

“There is a toolshed in the forest around us near the house, I went there once.

It was his evil lair so to speak

It was full of weapons, maps of the house, remote controls, our pictures and…

…Vivi’s photobook”

“… Ángel, I wanted to ask you about that”

“I’m pretty sure what the situation is, but I’d still like to confirm it”

“There’s some things that I noticed you did that I find, um, interesting ”

“Is it my accent?”

“Huh? What? What accent?”

“Oh, nice, I’ve completely banished my accent”

“Wait, wait, hold on, are you not from here?”

“Oh, you know how it is with nationalities, I think it’s all about the culture”

“What are you talking about??”

“Aren’t you a detective? Figure it out”

“Ángel, my love, you are killing me”

“Aw, alright, alright

Just so your little head doesn’t explode from all the mysteries it’s holding, I’ll tell you.

If I hadn’t lived here for many, many years

I would’ve sounded like this”

“Oh! That’s an accent!”