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//pc exploring the bog at night; time is 9 pm \PYZhy{} 12 am; first time finding the Bog Manor;  
As you wander through the bleak bog, the only light you have comes from the blood\PYZhy{}red moon hanging above you. Traversing this place at night strains all your senses, but you find your wanderlust compelling you to head deeper and deeper in. You often stumble over tree roots you fail to spot and almost end up slipping into the marsh\PYZsq{}s bottomless abyss. The mere thought of being entombed in these muddy waters is hardly a pleasant one, so you instead focus on where you are going.

Bravely continuing onwards, you force aside the dense foliage obstructing your path and gaze upon a huge structure. It appears you have stumbled across what was once a noble\PYZsq{}s massive mansion. This previously posh place has obviously fared poorly throughout the passing years. Most of the dark red paint coating its exterior has been chipped away from exposure to the bog\PYZsq{}s harsh humidity. Countless vines climb all over the building in a way that makes it appear as though they are coiling around it. The sight makes you wonder whether they\PYZsq{}re the only things keeping this old mansion together. All the windows you can spot are either broken or covered in cracks.

Despite being rusty, a tall fence built from sturdy iron continues to admirably protect the mansion from would\PYZhy{}be plunderers. Cautiously, you [walk] along the outside of the corroded barrier until you arrive at an iron gate in a similar state. A gentle touch causes it to sluggishly open with a long, foreboding [i:\PYZob{}screech\PYZcb{}]. The sheer shrillness of the sound sends shivers racing up your spine. It appears the old gate has no intention of doing its job to stop any uninvited guests from entering the mansion.

How fortunate for you.

You traverse the fragmented cobblestone walkway leading to the manor\PYZsq{}s massive\PYZhy{}looking front doors. Upon reaching the porch, you find many holes have formed in the aged wood. One can only hope that the mansion\PYZsq{}s inner workings aren\PYZsq{}t as rotted.

Both front doors are covered in hairline cracks. They serve as the final barrier you face before being able to enter this mansion\PYZsq{}s confines. You notice one door is already ajar for you.
[Enter] .tooltip = You shall enter this place.
[Leave] .tooltip = Perhaps you\PYZsq{}ll visit another time.

//if leave; 
Deciding you will consider visiting another time, you turn around and [walk] away from the desolate mansion. As you are leaving, you can swear you sense a pair of hungry eyes burning themselves into your back. 

The bog is eerily quiet and not even the usual insects are making a single sound. Your blood runs cold as you turn around to stare back at the decaying dwelling once again. 

In one of the second\PYZhy{}floor windows, you manage to catch a white curtain faintly flutter for a second before it comes to a gentle stop. It might have been a mere draft, but maybe someone... or perhaps some[i:thing], was observing you?

You hurry away from the old mansion and head for the safety of your camp. Although the dwelling is no longer close by, you find yourself unable to fully forget the uneasy sensation it instilled in your heart.
[Next]

//encountering the Bog Manor; time is 9 pm \PYZhy{} 12 am; repeat until pc enters mansion and meets the vampire sisters or selects never.
You once again come across the forsaken manor sitting within this bleak bog. The structure seemingly beckons to you, drawing you back to its two immense front doors before you even realize what you\PYZsq{}re doing. As though you\PYZsq{}re bewitched, you reach for the door\PYZsq{}s handle. 

You just barely manage to stop yourself to consider whether you [b:really] should enter this strange home or not...
[Enter] .tooltip = You choose to explore this place. 
[Never] .tooltip = You decide to avoid this forsaken home for good.
[Leave] .tooltip = Perhaps you\PYZsq{}ll explore its confines another time.  

//reuse the leave from before; 

//if Never; Disable this encounter and Roll new bog encounter;
Backing away from the mansion, you decide exploring it is not worth the risks, and resolve to avoid this place indefinitely from now on.

As it is often said, [i:\PYZob{}Curiosity killed the cat.\PYZcb{}]

Stopping at the gate, you find yourself looking back at the manor just in time to spot the previously ajar door slowly shut. You hurry away from the desolate dwelling, leaving any and all secrets it may hold to be unearthed by someone else.
[Next]

//if enter; 
You decide to explore the manor and gently push open the worn wooden door. It lets out a creepy [i:creak] as it slowly opens and allows you to enter the mansion\PYZsq{}s musty confines.
[Next]

//Room 1; Main hall \PYZam{} Stairs;
The mansion\PYZsq{}s spacious main hall has surely seen better days. Gold\PYZhy{}and\PYZhy{}green wallpaper is peeling away in long strips, revealing musty mold growing on the wood previously concealed beneath it. Numerous dark stains mar the wooden floor with what you can only hope isn\PYZsq{}t dried blood from some previous plunderer. A chandelier made out of glass, covered in dusty cobwebs, hangs from a rusted chain. It appears to sway ever so slightly. You believe it would be wise to avoid walking under it, just in case. 

There\PYZsq{}s a grand wooden staircase covered with a red carpet leading up to the next floor. You could also venture down one of the long halls to your left or right.
[Upstairs]
[West] [Leave] [East]

//Room 2; East hall A;
Venturing into the eastern hall has the wooden floor groan under your weight. Numerous cobwebs decorate the ceiling in an almost beautiful fashion. Failing to spot any spiders lurking above, you suppose the weavers have long since abandoned their creations. 

There is an old door here with a grimy handle that appears to be unlocked. 
[North]
[West] [East]

//Room 11; Servants\PYZsq{} Quarters;
This room seems oddly small. It contains multiple moldy beds which are all closely packed together. A few worn wardrobes line the wall too. Perhaps this is where the mansion\PYZsq{}s servants once slept? You can only ponder what could have ever happened to them all.
[Wardrobes] .tooltip = Maybe you can find something in the wardrobes?
[South]

//pc chooses to search the wardrobes; maybe pc finds a maid outfit?
Searching through the old wardrobes, you manage to find some clothes. They appear in passable shape should you wish to take them. 

You doubt anyone will mind.
[Next]

//Room 3; East hall B;
You explore further down the hall. A broken window lets in a slight draft. All the pointy glass shards from it appear to be brushed into a neat pile right beneath the dust\PYZhy{}caked window sill. 
[West] [East]

//Room 4; Dining room; 
This room holds an impressively lengthy table that surely served grand feasts for this once honorable house. Now it seems to only hold disappointing banquets of dust. The comfortable chairs which flank the table are all neatly tucked in. It almost feels like they are patiently waiting for someone to use them again someday. A few oil lamps adorn the walls, thick cobwebs coating their insides. 

You discover they unfortunately lack the fuel required to illuminate this room any longer.
[North]
[West]

//Room 5; Kitchen;
The mansion\PYZsq{}s kitchen is delightfully spacious. It has a brick oven built into the far wall and a wood\PYZhy{}burning stove covered in brown rust and other dark grime set up in a corner. A thick layer of dust cakes the long countertops. There are a few cabinets and cupboards that might be worth searching, but you doubt it\PYZsq{}d be healthy to eat any leftover food you might find here.
[Search] .tooltip = Search the cabinets. 
[North]
[South] 

//If pc \PYZsq{}searches\PYZsq{} the cabinets; finds a \PYZdq{}dirty silver platter\PYZdq{}; [D.S. Platter] .tooltip = A silver platter that was once beautiful. Perhaps you should clean it up?; 
Scrounging though the old cabinets, you manage to find yourself a dirty silver platter. You figure you could probably clean it up and sell it off for a humble profit. 
[Next]

//Room 6; Pantry;
You find yourself in a rather small closet which has countless long shelves placed all the way up its three walls. Each is stocked with numerous glass jars. The labels have long since faded, making it impossible for you to discern what they might contain. This space probably once served as the mansion\PYZsq{}s pantry.
[South]

//Room 7; West hall A; 
The western hall has a dirty dark red carpet running down its entire length. Some marble pillars are evenly spaced throughout it. It seems like they might\PYZsq{}ve displayed objects in the past.

Whether they had any real value, or were merely for some artistic merit is a mystery you will probably never solve. 

There is also a scratched\PYZhy{}up door here that\PYZsq{}s unlocked. 
[North]
[West] [East]

//Room 19; Head maid\PYZsq{}s dorm;
This room is fairly small, but feels larger than it really is due to how little it contains. The moldy mattress is missing both its pillows and coverings, leaving it completely bare. A desk tucked up against the far wall is coated in a thick layer of dust that has you doubting anyone has made any recent use of it. The final piece of furniture the room has is a wardrobe, which has tragically fallen onto its front. 
[South]

//Room 8; West hall B;
Going further down the hall, you come across a cracked window that provides you the chance to gaze back out into the ominous bog. You feel unsure if this mansion is a better place to be, but at least you aren\PYZsq{}t being assaulted by any demons or corrupted beasts (not yet at least). At the end of the hall, you can see there are two rusted suits of plate armor set up. They flank the door to the next room and almost appear like they\PYZsq{}re guarding whatever might be in there.
[North] 
[East]

//Room 9; Library;
The smell of musty paper assaults your nostrils as you come to stand in what was once surely an impressive library. Tragically, many of the towering bookshelves have fallen over each other like dominoes. The numerous tomes they may have held are all spread across the filthy floor in an utterly thoughtless fashion. 

Two comfy leather armchairs face towards a large window that happens to let in some light from the [moon]. The dust\PYZhy{}covered table set up between the two chairs has an oil lamp resting on top of it. Sadly, the lamp is covered by dusty cobwebs and contains no fuel. A grand piano, sheltered by a white cloth, sits off in a far corner. You find the instrument\PYZsq{}s keys are unfortunately locked away, leaving you to only wonder whether it still works at all.

There is a door covered in elegant engravings at the back of the library.
[Search] .tooltip = [if (first time \PYZam{} didn\PYZsq{}t take/use the book) You search through some of the old books|You\PYZsq{}ve already searched through the old books and doubt you\PYZsq{}ll find anything else of use].
[North]
[South]

//If Search; pc finds random spellbook; 
You pick up one of the old tomes from the floor and see its text has tragically faded away to the point of illegibility. Tossing the book aside, you pick up another and struggle to open it as its pages are all oddly stuck together. Giving up on it quickly, you move onto another tome only to find its pages faded, while some others have sadly been torn out. 

You continue your search until eventually finding a [spellbook] which was hidden under all the other ruined texts. Flipping through its pages lets you see it is in a fair enough condition for you to still read.
[Next]

//pc didn\PYZsq{}t have enough space; didn\PYZsq{}t take the spell book or use it right away; 
You don\PYZsq{}t have room in your pack for this book right now and feel like taking the time to read it here would be unwise. Putting the [spellbook] back for now, you figure you could likely return for it at a later time.
[Next] 

//Room 10; Study
You find yourself standing in a mostly dark room containing an old desk and a comfortable\PYZhy{}looking wooden chair which is neatly tucked in. The desk is rather clean and has an impressive pile of old books resting on it. Examining the texts reveals they\PYZsq{}re all fairytales for young children. 

Almost none of them appear to end happily.
[South]

//Room 12; Upper hallway A;
The upper hallway is long and has a dirty crimson carpet running down its whole length like a guide. A door lies at the end of it, though there are a few other rooms up here too that you can explore at your leisure. 
[North]
[Downstairs]

//Room 13; Upper Hallway B;
Venturing further through the hallway makes the old wooden floor let out a worry\PYZhy{}inducing groan. You can only pray the floor doesn\PYZsq{}t decide to just collapse beneath you. 

A painting hangs on the right wall. While a little dirty now, it is of a hillside covered in colorful flowers. Perhaps the location depicted is a real place you could actually manage to see somewhere? The passing thought that demons will have already laid waste to it long ago is oddly depressing. A step after the painting, there are two old wooden doors to your left and right.
[North]
[West] [South] [East]

//Room 14; Guest room 1;
This room has a window that provides you a depressing sight of the manor\PYZsq{}s currently ill\PYZhy{}maintained backyard. A messy bed is covered in stains and is missing its sheets too. You\PYZsq{}re certain long ago it would have been rather comfortable to sleep. There is a desk pressed up against the far wall caked in a thick layer of dust. The chair which was once tucked into it has been left carelessly knocked over.
[East]

//Room 15; Tea room;
You find yourself in a room which has a round table covered by a white cloth. It is sitting in front of a large window whose glass is both cracked and chipped. Gazing out the window lets you look past the fenced\PYZhy{}in front yard and out into the unwelcoming bog. Three comfy\PYZhy{}looking chairs are each neatly tucked into the table. It\PYZsq{}s as though they are patiently waiting for the day they will be used again. There is a cupboard against the far wall which contains a few lovely blue and white teacups with matching plates. They are so clean, that the teacup\PYZsq{}s golden handles glimmer in an almost wonderous fashion. 
[West]

//Room 16; Upper hallway C; 
You finally come to the end of the long hallway. In front of you is a worn door that\PYZsq{}s covered in elegant engravings. To your right is a simpler door coated in countless scratches. 
[North]
[South] [East]

//Room 17; Guest room 2; 
You find yourself in a room with a once comfy bed and an old wooden rocking chair. The bed is covered in odd dark brown stains that make you think it\PYZsq{}d be a bad idea to sleep in it now. The window is broken, though the little glass shards from it are neatly placed into an easily avoidable pile underneath the windowsill. 
[West]

//Room 18; Master bedroom; PC meets Fran and Emily; 
The mansion\PYZsq{}s master bedroom is spacious, to say the least. It contains a luxurious bed that was once surely fit for a king. You find it unfortunately covered in musty mold and other filth. It\PYZsq{}s unlikely even the most desperate beggars would use it anymore. An impressive vanity mirror has tragically been shattered. You fail to locate any shards from it laying around. The old wardrobe appears to be in decent shape. It is large enough that it could easily contain countless outfits.

There\PYZsq{}s a stone fireplace that has some sheets messily laid out before it. Taking a closer look, you see the pile of ash in it has some embers which still valiantly flicker with life.
[Bed] .tooltip = Check under the bed.
[Sheets] .tooltip = Look closer at the sheets. 
[Vanity] .tooltip = Check out the vanity.
[Wardrobe] .tooltip = Search through the wardrobe. 
[Leave] .tooltip = Perhaps it\PYZsq{}d be wiser to abandon your exploration of the mansion instead. 

//if leave;
Looking around the room, you start to consider halting your exploration here. It is certainly possible someone, or even something, might be lying in wait, biding its time for a chance to ambush you. 

You\PYZsq{}ve no intention of letting anything have the opportunity of attacking you. Hurrying to the mansion\PYZsq{}s exit, you leave the place behind and make your way back to your camp.
[Next]

//if Bed; 
Could there be something under the bed? [if (pc is a child) Hopefully there aren\PYZsq{}t any monsters under it, as this would surely be the sort of place they would hide|While you doubt there are any monsters lurking under the bed, you suppose it surely wouldn\PYZsq{}t hurt for you to check it out]. Approaching the moldy mattress, you take a deep breath and steel your resolve before instantly ducking down to see what could be lying in wait!

You find the space under the bed holds nothing of interest, unless you desired to meet a few dust bunnies.
[Next]

//if sheets; 
Taking a closer look at the sheets, you guess they were being used as makeshift bedding. They\PYZsq{}re even still a little warm to the touch too.
[Next]

//if Vanity; pc finds a silver ring; 
Approaching the vanity, you can\PYZsq{}t help but take a moment appreciate its craftsmanship. The dark brown wood is covered in elegant engravings with a gold trim that gives it a rather posh presence. It\PYZsq{}s a shame the mirror was shattered. You gently grab its drawer and manage to pull it open without much resistance. Looking inside reveals that the only object the vanity currently contains is a single, shiny silver ring.

You pick it up, rolling the cool metal band around in your hand [if (pc has space) before pocketing|while considering to pocket] it.
[Next]

//pc puts ring back because they have no space in their inventory;
You unfortunately don\PYZsq{}t have any room for this ring, so you put it back in the drawer where you found it for now.
[Next]

//if wardrobe; 
Looking around the room has your eyes fall upon the lone wardrobe and you conclude it would be a reasonable place to check.

As you slowly approach it, you barely manage to see its doors slightly move. You likely wouldn\PYZsq{}t have noticed the faint movements if you weren\PYZsq{}t focusing on it. Could something be hiding in there? You don\PYZsq{}t feel any drafts in here that could make it move on its own. Cautiously, you continue to venture closer and closer to the wardrobe until a sound reaches your ears.

While the noise is just barely audible, you\PYZsq{}re able to hear someone... or perhaps something... breathing heavily from inside the wardrobe\PYZsq{}s confines. Maybe whatever is lurking inside is afraid of you, or perhaps, it\PYZsq{}s anticipating whatever small chance it has left to ambush you.
[Out] .tooltip = Explain you don\PYZsq{}t desire to harm whoever is hiding in the wardrobe, but request they show themselves!
[Open] .tooltip = Pull open the doors to confront whatever horrific monster lies in wait!
[Leave] .tooltip = It might be better to just leave while you can.

//Leave;
You choose to not investigate any further. It is likely whatever might be lurking inside is just trying to avoid you and desires to be left alone. After all, it would have surely attacked you already if it had wanted to do so.

Backing away from the wardrobe, you leave the room and make for the musty mansion\PYZsq{}s exit. You backtrack through the bog until you safely arrive at your camp.
[Next]

//if out;
You request whoever is hiding in the wardrobe to come out and then explain how you don\PYZsq{}t desire to bring any harm to them. There is no response at first, but the heavy breathing you were hearing before has gone completely silent now. 

You wait a few more quiet moments before you finally hear a voice that sounds like it belongs to a scared, little girl utter, [say: I... I can\PYZsq{}t!] The voice hurriedly explains, [say: My\PYZhy{}My big sister told me I have to stay hid\PYZhy{}hidden until she comes back... an\PYZhy{}and— And I\PYZsq{}m not supposed to be talking to strangers either!] 
[Name?] .tooltip = Introduce yourself and then ask what her name is. That way, you two won\PYZsq{}t be strangers anymore!
[Goodbye] .tooltip = Well, if she won\PYZsq{}t talk to you, then you\PYZsq{}ll just be going.

//if Goodbye;
Well... if she doesn\PYZsq{}t want to talk to you then you guess you will just leave her be. You try offering a goodbye to whoever is lurking in the wardrobe and receive no response at all. 

She did explain how she is not supposed to talk to strangers, so you figure that makes sense.

You exit the master bedroom and move through the mansion\PYZsq{}s creaking halls until you find your way back outside again. Taking a final glance back at the mansion, you push your way through the bog\PYZsq{}s dense foliage and begin to your journey home.
[Next]

//if name?
You introduce yourself to the girl in the wardrobe as [name] before asking what her own might be. When she does not answer, you explain once she tells you her name, you two won\PYZsq{}t be strangers anymore because you\PYZsq{}ve already told her yours.

She still doesn\PYZsq{}t answer, and you suppose she might not be accepting your reasoning, but then the wardrobe opens just a crack and you get a glimpse of one glowing red eye. The girl in the wardrobe shyly exclaims, [say: Fr\PYZhy{}Fran! My\PYZhy{}My\PYZhy{}My name is Fran! So... So, now we\PYZsq{}re not strangers anymore, right?] You offer Fran a nod to reassure her that is the case. [say: Then... Then that means we can talk to each other and my big sister won\PYZsq{}t be upset about it!] You\PYZsq{}re somewhat certain her elder sister will still get upset she is talking to you, but decide to not mention that for now.

[say: I... I still have to keep hiding until she gets back... so we can\PYZsq{}t really play or anything right now [name]... I\PYZsq{}m sorry,] the girl adds in a disheartened tone. Even though she won\PYZsq{}t exit the wardrobe, you can at least ask any questions you might have for her.
[Sister?] .tooltip = Ask Fran about her sister.
[Mansion?] .tooltip = Ask Fran about the mansion. 

//if Sister?; jump to \PYZdq{}Emily appears\PYZdq{} section;
You ask for Fran tell you a little about her older sister. 

[say: My big sis\PYZsq{} name is Emily! She\PYZsq{}s out hunting for our breakfast right now,] Fran cheerfully explains, but then rather somberly adds, [say: I hope she gets back soon... I\PYZsq{}m really hungry. Ma\PYZhy{}Maybe we can play together after I eat...?]

Curious, you question what sort of games she might have mind for you two to play.
[Next]

//if Mansion?; jump to \PYZdq{}Emily appears\PYZdq{} section; 
You question Fran on what she can tell you about this odd mansion. 

[say: I don\PYZsq{}t really know anything about it... Ummm... You have to promise not to tell anyone, okay?] the girl nervously requests and doesn\PYZsq{}t answer until you finally agree. [say: Me and my big sis are just staying here while she thinks about where we\PYZsq{}re going to go next. She said we\PYZsq{}re just borrowing it, but I don\PYZsq{}t think she asked whoever owns it if we could use it!] 

Curious, you start asking where Fran and her sister are from.
[Next]

//If the pc selected to open the wardrobe; 
You quickly pull open the doors to the wardrobe and slightly jump back as you hear the shrill scream of a young girl pierce your [ears]. Sitting inside the wardrobe, you\PYZsq{}re able to see a small figure hugging her knees while fearfully trembling in what must be pure terror. She is clad in a tattered black robe that is clearly too big on her childlike body. Her oversized hood is currently pulled tightly over her head, keeping her visage completely obscured from your gaze. Based on her size, you estimate she could be around [if (pc child) \PYZob{}your own age\PYZcb{}|\PYZob{}the same age of some young kids from back home\PYZcb{}]. 
[Apologize] .tooltip = Hoping to calm the girl down, you apologize before attempting to introduce yourself.
[Leave] .tooltip = You choose to leave the young girl alone and exit the mansion.

//Leave;
Perhaps feeling awkward about not finding some vicious monster or beast lying in wait for you, you decide it\PYZsq{}d be best to just leave the scared girl you discovered alone. Without offering any apology to the shivering figure, you carefully back away from the wardrobe and hurry to exit the room. 

Working your way back through the mansion\PYZsq{}s ominously creaking halls, you leave the not so abandoned place behind and return to the safety of your camp. 
[Next]

//if apologize;
After first offering her an apology, you introduce yourself and then ask who she is. She raises her head a little to glance at you, though her robe\PYZsq{}s hood still manages to keep most of her visage hidden from your sight. You\PYZsq{}re able to see that the lower portion of her face looks human enough, with soft\PYZhy{}looking lips on a skin so pale, you start to think she may have [b:never] seen the sun before.

[say: You\PYZhy{}You\PYZsq{}re not... going... going to hur\PYZhy{}hurt me?] she asks in a terrified voice. You explain how you will not harm her so long as she does not try attacking you first. It seems knowing you\PYZsq{}re not hostile has gotten her to stop shaking a little at least.

There\PYZsq{}s a moment of silence that passes as she simply stares at you.

You then watch as the girl slowly shuts the wardrobe in what must be a pointless attempt to reset her hiding place. She quietly informs you, [say: My... My... My big sister told me that I am not supposed to talk to any strangers! I\PYZsq{}m sorry...] 
[Reason] .tooltip = You explain to the girl how if she tells you her name, then you two won\PYZsq{}t be strangers anymore because you have already told her what your own name is.
[Sister] .tooltip = Ask about the girl\PYZsq{}s older sibling. 
[Goodbye] .tooltip = Well, if she won\PYZsq{}t talk then you will just be leaving.

//If sister \PYZam{} pc didn\PYZsq{}t pick reason; 
You try to ask the girl about her elder sibling and receive no response to your inquiry. 

Well, she did tell you how she isn\PYZsq{}t supposed to talk to strangers...
[Reason] .tooltip = You explain to the girl you won\PYZsq{}t be strangers after she introduces herself.
[Goodbye] .tooltip = If she isn\PYZsq{}t going to talk, then you\PYZsq{}ll just go.

//if Goodbye;
Well, if she won\PYZsq{}t talk, then you suppose you will just head on your way.

You say goodbye to the girl hiding inside the worn wardrobe and receive no response from her at all. She did tell you how she isn\PYZsq{}t supposed to talk to strangers, so you figure not getting an answer is unsurprising. 

Leaving the master bedroom, you exit the mansion and begin the return trip to your camp.
[Next]

//if reason; go to \PYZdq{}Emily appears\PYZdq{} section; 
You explain to the girl that if she tells you her name, then you two won\PYZsq{}t be strangers anymore, because she already knows what your name is. A short moment passes before you see the wardrobe open just a crack. The girl hiding inside it shyly exclaims, [say: Fr\PYZhy{}Fran! M\PYZhy{}M\PYZhy{}My name\PYZsq{}s... My name\PYZsq{}s Fran! Ummm... Now we\PYZsq{}re not strangers anymore, r\PYZhy{}right? So... So, my big sister can\PYZsq{}t be upset about us talking to each other!] You\PYZsq{}re somewhat certain Fran\PYZsq{}s older sibling will still be troubled about her conversing with you, though you elect to not point that fact out to her right now.

[say: I still have to keep hiding until she gets back though... S\PYZhy{}So... we... we can\PYZsq{}t really play or anything right now,] the girl adds in a disheartened tone. 
[Next] 

//Emily appears; 
[if (pc asked about Mansion or Sister)\PYZob{}Fran doesn\PYZsq{}t answer and instead you hear someone from behind you coldly demand, [say: What are doing here?]\PYZcb{}|\PYZob{}Before you can ask Fran any questions you have, you hear someone from behind you demand in a cold tone, [say: Who are you?]\PYZcb{}] 

You quickly turn around and see the voice comes from a girl who is now standing in the master bedroom\PYZsq{}s doorway. The girl doesn\PYZsq{}t look like she is much older than [if (pc child) \PYZob{}you\PYZcb{}|\PYZob{}some kids from back home\PYZcb{}]. She is wearing a rather dirty black robe and is holding two beheaded snakes in one of her delicate hands. Her cute face is nicely framed by her shoulder\PYZhy{}length black hair. The girl\PYZsq{}s flawless complexion is pale enough that she ends up reminding you a bit of a porcelain doll. You would say she appears to be human, but her two crimson eyes with their vertically shaped pupils are too strange\PYZhy{}looking for that to be the case.

She eyes you in a suspicious manner as she explains, [say: Normally, it\PYZsq{}s only those strange chameleon\PYZhy{}girls who will end up wandering in here. They usually try picking a fight over territory or some other nonsense, but you don\PYZsq{}t seem to be like them at all.] The odd girl subtly sniffs the air and hungrily licks her lips. [say: I recognize that scent... You\PYZsq{}re a human, right? How strange. I didn\PYZsq{}t believe your kind lived around here.] When she opens her mouth, you can\PYZsq{}t help noticing she has two elongated fangs that end in deadly points.
[Introduce] .tooltip = You introduce yourself then ask if she happens to Fran\PYZsq{}s older sister.

/if introduce; 
You introduce yourself before asking the girl if she might be Fran\PYZsq{}s elder sibling. She seems surprised for a moment before shooting an angry glare at you. [say: Now just how do [b:you] know that name exactly? If you did anything to my little sister I\PYZsq{}ll—] her venomous words are cut short when the wardrobe behind you flings wide open and Fran excitedly dashes out of it towards the other girl. 

[say: You\PYZsq{}re back!] Fran cheerily exclaims and tightly hugs the girl who is glaring at you. Fran looks back to you and pulls her baggy black robe\PYZsq{}s cumbersome hood away to reveal an innocent smile. Fran\PYZsq{}s pale cheeks are covered in dense freckles, and you are certain many folks back home would have been utterly smitten by her cuteness. Her golden blonde hair is long enough that it practically forms a pool inside her tattered robe\PYZsq{}s oversized hood. [say: [name], this is my big sister, Emily!] she informs you in a factual manner. It appears Fran shares the same strange crimson eyes and pointed fangs as her older sister.

Emily lets out a sigh while gently patting the blonde girl\PYZsq{}s head. She sternly tells her little sister, [say: You\PYZsq{}re not supposed to talk to strangers, remember? I told you it\PYZsq{}s—] 

[say: But [he]\PYZsq{}s not a stranger! That\PYZsq{}s [name],] the blonde girl interrupts with a sad protest. Emily glares at you and leans in to whisper something into her sister\PYZsq{}s ear. You watch as a confused looking expression forms on Fran\PYZsq{}s freckled face. [say: N\PYZhy{}No...? [He] didn\PYZsq{}t do anything weird. But... Well... [he] did scare me a little when [he] found my hiding pla— U\PYZhy{}Uwaaa! I\PYZhy{}I mean I wasn\PYZsq{}t scared! N\PYZhy{}Not even a little bit!] Fran looks back at you in a rather stubborn manner.

Emily lets out a relieved sigh before glancing at you and explains, [say: So, [name]... do you need a place to stay? We can probably share this house as long as you agree to stay on the first floor.] While polite for her to offer, you happen have your own camp set up already, something you tell Emily. [say: I see... That\PYZsq{}s good. It\PYZsq{}s wonderful to have someplace safe you can call home.] She quietly laughs while she adds, [say: Not that this place was really mine to offer you! Fran and me are just... well, I suppose you could say we\PYZsq{}re merely borrowing it for now. Somehow...] The girl glances around the messy room before showing you a mischievous smile. [say: I truly doubt whoever owned this place will mind us using it.] 

There is a moment of silence until Emily abruptly holds up the two beheaded snakes she is gripping in her hand. [say: Fran and me are going to be eating soon,] Emily declares, [say: I would have caught three today had known there\PYZsq{}d be a... [b:visitor] [if (pc has naga lower)\PYZob{}... or perhaps snakes are in poor taste considering your appearance, hmmm?\PYZcb{}|\PYZob{}.\PYZcb{}] Sadly, I only found enough for [b:Fran] and [b:me].]

It\PYZsq{}s rather clear from the tone of Emily\PYZsq{}s voice, and the annoyed look on her face, that she is trying to urge you to leave them alone.
[What are you?] .tooltip = They look a little odd...
[Goodbye] .tooltip = You\PYZsq{}ll be on your way. 

//if goodbye;
Taking the hint, you say goodbye to Emily and Fran.

Emily offers you an unenthusiastic wave goodbye and curtly says, [say: Bye.] She stares at you, perhaps waiting to make sure you\PYZsq{}re really gone before she diverts any attention away from you.

Fran raises her little arm high above her head while enthusiastically waving you goodbye. [say: Come back again so we can play together next time!] she excitedly exclaims. The big smile on her adorable face makes you believe she really does hope you\PYZsq{}ll visit again when you have the time. 
[Next]

//What are you?; 
Emily and Fran appear a little odd, so you curiously inquire as to what they exactly are. They surely aren\PYZsq{}t human, right?

Emily\PYZsq{}s expression tenses and she quickly moves so Fran is protectively hidden behind her. The elder sibling eyes you up suspiciously as she states, [say: I don\PYZsq{}t see why that matters. We haven\PYZsq{}t attacked you, have we?] The girl subtly shifts her stance to one prepared to strike at you should she need to. [say: However, [b:you try anything], and I won\PYZsq{}t hesitate to do what\PYZsq{}s [b:necessary].]

Emily is seemingly on edge from you asking a rather trivial question... You could attack her if you wanted, or maybe just try apologizing instead.
[Monsters] .tooltip = They\PYZsq{}re obviously monsters and you intend to slay them!
[Drop it] .tooltip = You apologize for asking something that made her uneasy before leaving the two girls alone.

//Drop it; 
You offer an apology to Emily for asking her a question that made her uncomfortable. 

Emily gradually relaxes while she calmly tells you, [say: It\PYZsq{}s fine, but I\PYZsq{}d prefer for you to leave us alone.] 

Fran clings to Emily\PYZsq{}s waist and stares at you for a moment before turning her gaze up to her elder sister. [say: Emily... I\PYZsq{}m hungry...] the blonde girl rather cutely complains. 

[say: You\PYZsq{}re always hungry Fran,] Emily playfully tells her little sister which makes Fran begin to adorably pout. Choosing to not disturb the two any further, you say goodbye to the sisters for now at least. Emily only offers you a careless wave goodbye, staring at you in a way that makes you feel she doesn\PYZsq{}t trust you in the slightest.

Fran gives you a delighted smile and exclaims, [say: Come visit us again soon! Maybe we can play together next time? I hope we can!] She offers you an enthusiastic wave goodbye as you leave the mansion behind. 
[Next]

//Monsters;
You get into a combat stance [if (pc armed) and ready your [weapon]] as you proclaim the two of them are certainly monsters who don\PYZsq{}t belong in this world. 

[say: Is that so? I believe the only monster here is [b:you]!] Emily boldly replies, and then shouts at the blonde girl trembling behind her, [say: Fran, run and find someplace to hide! I promise I\PYZsq{}ll be along to find you soon.] The young girl hesitates only for a moment before sprinting out of the master bedroom at her elder sister\PYZsq{}s command. 

Emily bares her elongated fangs at you and her fingernails transform into claws that are sharp enough to surely rend flesh with ease. You take only a moment to steel your resolve as you prepare to combat the monster before you!
[To combat]

//Fighting shit; pc can\PYZsq{}t flee;
You are fighting Emily:

You are facing off against a monster that has taken the form of a cute girl. She seems to stand at roughly around [if (metric) \PYZob{}a hundred and forty centimeters\PYZcb{}|\PYZob{}four and a half feet\PYZcb{}] tall. Emily\PYZsq{}s childlike body is fully covered by a hooded black robe which is clearly too big on her. She has an incredibly pale complexion that reminds you of freshly fallen snow. Many back in Ingnam would have likely been smitten by her adorable face. It is framed by shoulder\PYZhy{}length black hair. One could easily mistake her for a young human girl if not for her crimson irises and the two strangely elongated fangs she is currently baring at you. 

She appears to be using her fingernails and fangs as weapons.

//Emily\PYZsq{}s stats; I\PYZsq{}m not sure what would be balanced but I was thinking she\PYZsq{}d be lv 18? Decent hp regen; maybe her hp regen can be stopped/reduced by the pc using something fire based; has some corruption, maybe 25ish; 

//physical attacks; 
\PYZdq{}Scratch\PYZdq{}: Emily rends your flesh with her razor\PYZhy{}sharp nails! (can cause pc to bleed)

\PYZdq{}Vampire\PYZsq{}s kiss\PYZdq{} (Also can close distance and pc needs to struggle; Emily heals hp equal to half the damage pc takes per turn; maybe pc stats decrease a little each turn she sucks the pc\PYZsq{}s blood): 

The strange girl lunges forward, instantly closing any distance between you!

(if pc avoided the grab): You manage to dodge out of the way of the small lass which has her tumbling across the floor. She quickly rolls back onto her feet and flashes you an irritated glare. The way she\PYZsq{}s barring her fangs at you makes you think she\PYZsq{}s not happy you avoided her attack!

(If pc gets grabbed): You fail to avoid her grasp, and she successfully leaps onto your back! She wraps her arms tightly around you, the sensation of her hot breath tickling your neck. Suddenly, she viciously sinks her pointed fangs into your flesh! There is a strange calmness that quickly washes over you, dulling your senses. The sound of an audible gulp from the girl signals she\PYZsq{}s sucking your precious blood! You feel your strength fading fast as you realize you have to get her off you!

(pc struggles and fails to escape): You twist and shake your body in a desperate attempt to throw the odd girl off your back. She refuses to release you at all however, continuing to loudly gulp down more of your blood. 

You can agonizingly sense your strength being drained.

(pc struggles and manages to escape): You violently squirm around and use all your power toss the small girl off your back. She tumbles across the floor but quickly manages to roll back onto her feet. The strange smile she has on her face as your blood drips from her lips is oddly unnerving. 

[say: So sweet... You\PYZsq{}re so sweet! [b:Haahaahaa! Hahahaa!]] the girl manically giggles to herself while trembling. She hungrily gazes at you, slowly licking her lips completely clean of any remaining crimson fluid.

//magic attacks; 
\PYZdq{}Furious Flames\PYZdq{} 
The odd girl raises her arm up towards you. A gleeful grin spreads across her childlike face as three burning hot fireballs fly forth from her hand at you! (can hit up to three times? High fatigue cost)

\PYZdq{}Dark Metamorphosis\PYZdq{}
The monstrous girl crosses her arms in front of her face for a moment, and a strange red glow begins to emanate from her childish form. (Lasts 3 to 5 turns; Emily heals for however much bleed damage the player has taken that turn)

//Tease; 
The strange girl viciously attempts to use her claws to slash you! Although just barely, you manage to avoid her attack. You watch her tumble forward, and her robe flips up to expose her panty clad bum to your gaze! Her ass is little more than a handful, but the view of her plain white underwear outlining her little slit [if (pc gains lust from this) \PYZob{}causes your loins to stir\PYZcb{}|\PYZob{}only serves to distract you for a small moment\PYZcb{}]. Quickly getting up, there\PYZsq{}s a slight blush on the girl\PYZsq{}s face as she straightens out her robe.

//if player lost; Emily kills them; 
The [if (pc lust 100) lustful desires welling up in you|agonizing wounds you\PYZsq{}ve sustained] prove too much for you to bare any longer as you weakly collapse onto the floor. Your foe approaches your helpless form. Once the girl is standing over you, you gaze up into her crimson eyes, only to see she is hungrily staring down at you. She has an almost playful tone in her voice as she tells you, [say: You were likely going to try killing me, or perhaps you had even planned to violate me after you won, right? Then it is only fair [b:I] get to do [b:whatever] I please to you!] 

She pins your arms above your head, preventing you from even trying to shove her away as she slowly starts licking your neck. The sensation of her warm tongue sliding across your sensitive [skin] makes your heart loudly pound in your chest. [say: You shouldn\PYZsq{}t have attacked us...] she whispers huskily into your ear, [say: ...Not when you smell so [b:delicious].] You can only watch in horror as the young girl opens her mouth to reveal her monstrous fangs, and then bites your neck without any hesitation!

There is only a slight pinch before the spot she bit goes utterly numb. You can sense the strength fleeing your body as the girl loudly gulps down your precious blood. She must\PYZsq{}ve noticed you growing even weaker, since she releases her grip on your arms, and you can feel her delicate hands begin to almost lovingly roam your body. A blush spreads across her pale cheeks as she keeps drinking as much as she pleases. Your eyelids begin to grow heavier and heavier as your vision steadily becomes blurry. Despite feeling yourself becoming weaker and growing colder, you don\PYZsq{}t feel terrified at all. In fact, you\PYZsq{}re oddly content.

Shutting your eyes, you find yourself giving into this peaceful sensation and relish in the young girl tightly holding you in her embrace. There is nothing you can do any longer, your senses fade away as your body succumbs to the monster\PYZsq{}s hunger.
[Game Over] 

//pc beat Emily;
Emily collapses to the floor with a resounding [b:thud] as [if (Emily hp 0) the wounds you inflicted finally bring her down|she lets out a meek whimper and needily rubs her childish thighs together]. She hesitantly glaces at you before she starts loudly sobbing. Based on her terrified expression, she likely expects the worst.

You decide to...
[Rape] .tooltip = You\PYZsq{}re going to violate her helpless body! 
[Kill] .tooltip = [if (silly) Die monster. You don\PYZsq{}t belong in this world!|You choose to end this monster\PYZsq{}s life.]
[Leave] .tooltip = You\PYZsq{}re going to spare the girl. 

//if leave; 
Even if she is a monster, you choose to spare this helpless looking girl before you. She tightly shuts her eyes in fear as you [walk] past her and leave the room without so much as looking back at her. Upon exiting the old mansion, you glance around, eventually spotting the young blonde girl hiding behind a fallen tree. She stares at you with a fearful expression before dashing off deeper into the bog\PYZsq{}s darkness. 

After seeing the younger one run away, you confidently stride back to your camp.
[Next]

//if kill; 
As you resolve to exterminate this abhorrent abomination\PYZsq{}s life, you begin to recall how many old stories often say one should pierce a monster\PYZsq{}s heart. You glance around the messy bedroom for a suitable tool and soon lay your eyes upon an old fireplace poker leaning up against the hearth. It\PYZsq{}s rusted from age, but still surely ready for the task at hand. Taking the iron rod, you again approach the monster while it tries to crawl away from you. You deliver a heavy [if (pc has legs) kick|blow] to the abomination\PYZsq{}s side that makes it whimper loudly, and forces the helpless fiend to roll over onto its back. 

Ignoring its pitiful tears and chattering teeth, you stab the rusted rod\PYZsq{}s sharp tip into its childlike chest. [It\PYZhy{}It hurts...! It... hur\PYZhy{}hurts!] the monster loudly wails and desperately grabs at the now blood\PYZhy{}covered poker in an attempt to pull it out. You ignore its efforts however, pushing the poker back in whenever it makes any progress towards removing it. The monster\PYZsq{}s grip on the rusted rod slowly loosens as the last of its strength dwindles away. Sinking the tool completely into the monster forces it to let out a pained gasp. It clenches its teeth in agony and lets out another miserable sound.

You can barely hear it weakly whisper, [say: Fra... Fran... Dad\PYZhy{}Daddy... I\PYZsq{}m...] The light in the abomination\PYZsq{}s eyes fades away, its childlike body crumbling to dust right before it can fully utter its final words. All that remains now is an ashen pile and the dirty black robe it once wore. Tossing the poker aside, you carefully begin hunting through the mansion\PYZsq{}s eerie halls in pursuit of the other creature. 

Your hunt yields nothing however, making you figure the other one fled while you were disposing of its companion. A pity, but you\PYZsq{}ll need to somehow try hunting it down if you want to finish your righteous task. As you leave the now empty dwelling behind, you confidently stride through the bog and return to your camp with the knowledge there is one less evil being roaming these lands. 
[Next]

//if rape;
You [if (pc dressed) take off your [clothes] before demanding the girl do the same|order the girl to take her clothes off for you]. She winces as she sits up, a bright blush spreading across her cheeks while she nervously stares at your exposed body. Her lower lip noticeably quivers and she utters, [say: I... I don\PYZsq{}t want to...] You convey you didn\PYZsq{}t ask about what [i:she] wanted, did you? She only shivers, still not complying with your command. You wait a moment more, but she doesn\PYZsq{}t move, so you make a quick remark about how you could just as easily go look for her little sister instead. You\PYZsq{}re sure Fran would be fine for what you have in mind.

That statement makes her shake her head and fearfully beg, [say: Plea\PYZhy{}Please! Not that... No... I... I\PYZsq{}ll... I\PYZsq{}ll do it! Okay? I\PYZsq{}ll do it...] You wet your lips in anticipation as she pulls her black robe over her head, leaving her clad in only a plain pair of pure white panties. The girl\PYZsq{}s pale face is flushed with shame as she uses her hands to cover up her barely developing chest. [say: Th\PYZhy{}There... I... I took my clothes off... Are you happy?] she defeatedly mutters with a sob.

You shake your head, explaining how she isn\PYZsq{}t done yet, gesturing to her panties. Her eyes go wide, but she only sobs some more and slides her underwear down her slender legs. Emily\PYZsq{}s body would best be described as blossoming, a young girl perhaps just on the cusp of puberty. Her tiny breasts are just budding, tipped by two pink nipples that stand out from her otherwise pale skin. The little slit between her legs is smooth as can be. A little hole that you assume knows nothing dirty at all. You can hear Emily\PYZsq{}s teeth loudly chattering as she shivers under your hungry gaze. 

//PC has a dick;
You [walk] over to the girl, roughly shoving her down onto the wooden floor so she is lying on her back. Grabbing her legs, you spread her slim thighs apart and push yourself between them. You grind your [cock] against her immature slit and she lets out an unwilling moan that she quickly stifles by biting down hard on her lower lip until it bleeds. Leisurely, you continue to slide your length against her steadily dampening girlhood again and again. Whenever your cockhead scrapes her little clitoris, you notice she cutely quivers in unwilling delight. It isn\PYZsq{}t long before you find your shaft glistening with her juices. There\PYZsq{}s no doubt she\PYZsq{}s ready to welcome you inside her, whether she likes it or not.

The next time your rub up against Emily\PYZsq{}s pussy, you place your tip against her tight hole and begin to try pushing yourself inside. The girl tries to squirm away, but you easily grab her narrow hips and viciously attempt to shove your length into her again. This time, your [cockhead] parts her entrance, and you use the momentum to sink it in further. Emily weakly pushes against your [chest] and tearfully begs between her sobs, [say: P\PYZhy{}Pull it out...! Plea\PYZhy{}Please, th\PYZhy{}this really... It really hurts!] You can feel the young girl trembling in your tight grip, her face scrunched up from the pain of having you cruelly stretching out her unexplored folds for the first time. As you poke up against what must be her maidenhead, you quickly shove your hips forward, cruelly tearing it apart in an instant. 

The young girl can\PYZsq{}t even seem to scream. All the air is forced from her lungs as you [if (pc dick big) finally press yourself up her against cervix|fully sink your length inside her deliciously tight body]. You offer her no time to mourn the loss of her virginity, [if (pc dick big) relentlessly banging your [cockhead] against up her inexperienced womb|loudly ramming your [hips] against hers again and again]. Each thrust forces the girl to wail as she screams, [say: It hurts, it hurts!] She desperately tries to pull away from you as you ruin her with your fierce thrusts and mold her cunny into your manhood\PYZsq{}s shape. You keep a firm hold on her, making her take your [if (pc dick big) oversized|modest] tool deep into her deflowered hole. Groping her tiny breasts, you mockingly pinch her tiny nipples between your thumbs and fingers, prompting her insides to squeeze you even tighter.

The erratic contractions of her pussy\PYZsq{}s folds forces constant waves of pleasure right to your brain, compelling you to mindlessly thrust into her even harder and faster. Her wails get louder and louder every time you ram into her. You can feel her walls wrapping around your member in a weak attempt to try pushing you out, but they only succeed in massaging your dick with their silken wetness. You can feel your [if (pc has balls) [balls] begin to quiver|abdomen tighten] as you moan in bliss, anticipating your rapidly encroaching release. Although it feels like your dick is about to burst, you grit your teeth, trying to indulge in the warmth and pleasure her slippery cunny so generously provides for a few more seconds.

Squeezing the girl\PYZsq{}s tiny hips hard enough to leave bruises behind, you thrust [if (pc dick is big) right up to her cervix|all the way inside her welcoming hole] one more time. You loudly groan as your seed races up your [cock] and pours into her awaiting womb. Each spurt makes your body tremble in delight. Emily, however, winces and shivers in your grip. [say: W\PYZhy{}Why—] Emily sniffles, cutting herself off for a moment. [say: Why does it... feel so warm?] You offer Emily an explanation, coolly informing her you\PYZsq{}re filling her with your seed. Emily looks confused as she hesitantly utters, [say: H\PYZhy{}huh?] To the girl\PYZsq{}s fearful question, you inquire if she understands how a child is made? If she doesn\PYZsq{}t, then she should consider this a wonderful chance to learn a thing or two. It slowly dawns on the girl what you mean. Her tears flow down her cheeks again as her miserable sobs echo throughout the room. You hold her arms down, not letting her struggle against you pumping all your [if (pc has balls) balls|body] can muster into her fertile womb. Each successive spurt makes the girl cry out. Her insides squeeze you and suckle your sperm into her empty baby room, whether she wants it or not.

With a satisfied sigh, you pull your shrinking dick out from her body and enjoy watching the pink mixture consisting of your cum and her torn hymen dribble out of her red\PYZhy{}looking slit. The young girl curls up into a ball, shivering and crying as you [if (pc dressed) put your [clothes] back on and] leave her to her wallow in her tears. 
[Next]

//pc has no dick; 
Approaching the girl, you explain how she\PYZsq{}ll please you, or else you\PYZsq{}ll go find her little sister instead. Emily hangs her head sadly, but nods in understanding. Satisfied that she\PYZsq{}ll comply, you [if (pc has no vag) turn around as you] spread your [if (pc has vagina) pussy|[ass]], demanding she gets to licking if she knows what\PYZsq{}s good for her.

The small girl hesitates for a moment, but reluctantly pushes her face against your [assholeorpussy] once she catches your irritated expression. The girl\PYZsq{}s delicate tongue slowly runs along your [if (pc has vagina) slit|starfish], each tentative lick making you shudder in devilish delight. She isn\PYZsq{}t skilled at this at all, but the waiting between her licks has your heart pounding in excitement as you anticipate the next jolt of pleasure that\PYZsq{}s inevitably coming.

[if (pc has vagina) Lewd juices quickly begin to drip from your naughty hole as Emily\PYZsq{}s tongue pushes its way inside|Emily\PYZsq{}s tongue pushes its way into your [asshole], her hesitant oral organ exploring your insides in an almost delightfully uncertain way]. A shaky breath escapes you when the girl\PYZsq{}s licking becomes a little less tentative and suddenly far more aggressive. You can\PYZsq{}t stop whimpering as she explores every bit of your quivering hole and pushes her face right [if (pc has vagina) up against your special place|between your buttcheeks]. 

Your heart races in your chest as a rising expectation wells up inside your tummy. Emily ignores your trembling, until she seems to find that special spot that just makes you gasp and loudly cry out in delight. In an instant, her inexperienced tongue is constantly prodding that one place until your vision flashes white again and again. She greedily laps your [if (pc has vagina) naughty entrance|forbidden hole] as your cries continue to get louder and louder. You can\PYZsq{}t stop trembling, your lower body finally giving out from the waves of pleasure washing over you. The small girl who was almost eagerly pleasing you has a blush on her cheeks while staring down at you in what can only be described as pure disgust. 

Wearily, you watch Emily scoop up her clothes before she flees the room while you\PYZsq{}re too weak to stop her. It takes you at least a few minutes to fully catch your breath and find the strength to stand back up again. You\PYZsq{}re certain those two girls have gotten far away by now...

While perhaps disappointing that they\PYZsq{}re gone, you [if (pc dressed) put your [clothes] back on before you] return to your camp to consider your next move.
[Next]
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