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You find yourself back in the House, in the dining room, where this entire journey began. The windows are all dark.
“Hello?” you call.
Silence.
You make a quick circuit of the room. There’s no sign of Inez, but there’s yet another envelope sitting in the center of the table.
The note reads:
You stare at the piece of paper for several minutes, unsure of what to do next.
You can:
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