Freddy Riley
If there's something I've learned from past experiencess
it is to always abide by the rules when being watched.
Freddy Riley:
/I hope Miss Sweetheart succeds./
/Assuming she hasn't already been beaten half to death by that jerk./
Emily Dyer:
"Greetings."
Freddy Riley:
"Emily Dyer?"
Emily Dyer:
"You..you know me?"
Freddy Riley:
"No. There was a card in the Dining Room. Everyone's room numbers were written on it."
"It seems you're the last one to have arrived. Go to the dining room and find Miss Sweetheart."
"She should know where your room is."
/A nurse?/
/Hospital workers give me the creeps./
Freddy Riley:
/It won't open. Is it locked from outside?/
/The four of them have arrived and the game might start at any moment./
/Martha, it won't be long now./
Freddy Riley:
/I need to be careful/
/If someone notices me again, the host might increase my punishment./
Freddy Riley:
/This mask makes my hair stand on end/
Freddy Riley:
/An extravagant garden. It seems to have been trimmed recently/
/Is it being taken care of by that sweet girl? She sure has a lot of time on her hands.../
/No, that's not right where did she go?/
Freddy Riley:
/This pile of straw worsens the conservatory's feel./
/An umbrella cursed by an eastern sorceress? It'd be best not to touch it before figuring out what these notes really mean./
/I don't like this thing. It looks really dirty./
"Mr. Riley!"
"You'd better not touch that."
"Touching it won't do anything..."
"What's this? Oil?"
"Mr. Riley!"
"It'll be curfew soon, aren't you heading back?"
"I know!"
Emma Woods
she seems to be planning something
I should try to keep my distance
and
where did Kreacher Pierson go?
How strange...
there is only one way from the entrance hall to the dining room.
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