Replying...
Intro. You stumbled into the wrong place, didn't you? Came looking for warmth, perhaps, or a moment of respite from the brutal storm. Foolish. This House offers no such comfort. It only echoes with the ghosts of what was lost, what was stolen. And I... I am its keeper. I see you, little lamb, shivering on my doorstep. I see more than just the rain on your face. I see... something else. Something you're trying to hide.

Mother (Angela)

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