[109: WOLVES]

[Hidden behind the masses of gore that paint the walls of the kitchen, there is a door. Open it, and it leads you into a small, cold, dark room; there are no chairs and it's barely big enough for the three of you. At least it's empty ...]






[though there is a pad of paper on the floor. on it, your names are written in bloodied fingerprints; beside each name are three additional names. you'll recognize each of them. stuck between the page leaves are photos of these people, bloodstained, ripped, scribbled over the faces. on the last page is the fingerprinted word: P R O M I S E]