Abyssal Basement 2 (after battle)
I haven't the faintest idea as to who might be behind this, but...
... man, someone really doesn't want us reaching the basement.
We're finding more and more Peccatula the closer we get to the entrance.
Since we haven't come across any other entrances on our way down... I guess the only place they could be coming from is the basement.
What... the heck are they keeping in this basement...?
Don't the rich families with big mansions usually keep basements for...
... fancy, classy stuff like fermenting some good whiskey?
They also use 'em for storing treasures... Hehe, I have many fond memories of raiding their basements.
Hmm... It probably depends on the family, but if a rich family wanted to hide something they're doing, they'd do it in the basement.
Can you check the diary again, Heath? Maybe something new appeared on the pages like it did earlier.
It can't possibly be that easy. This is just a diary, nothing more. You can ask these papers all you want, but -
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<... Is there something wrong with the diary, Heathcliff?>
I felt an odd sensation earlier. I dismissed it, thought it was just the chills.
But I just felt it again.
This diary... I ain't even sure how to put it... haah. The point is, I just had the strangest sensation.
The same feeling I felt earlier when that glass window suddenly shattered all on its own.
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Heathcliff, if I may...
I know! I know I must sound like I've gone barmy. But...
No, Heathcliff. It appears rather obvious that the ink used to write the entries was not an ordinary ink.
There is a small chance that your 'suspicions' may be true. That is what I believe.
What are you two even talking about...?
I would like to recommend that you open the diary yourself, Heathcliff.
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Heathcliff opened the diary with a somber expression...
... and once again, the ink stains on the page had transformed into a series of legible alphabets.
XX/XX
I once had a dream.
A dream of my own death, or an eternal slumber.
I found myself in heaven upon my waking.
It was just as it was described in the books. I was surrounded by angels who sang a song for me.
But at that moment, I also understood that I belonged elsewhere.
I cried and pleaded with the angels to send me back...
And the angels were so furious that they cast me out from heaven back into the middle of the violet flowers on top of Wuthering Heights.
Only then did I truly awake in this world, sobbing for joy.
Now that I reminisce upon that memory...
... I no longer believe that it was a mere dream.
It was just as real as the ghost from my youth that I have seen haunting this very manor...
Yes. If we were in heaven, we shall be eternally miserable.
Thus we must embrace the encroaching sins and descend into the world beneath.
Here it is again. The 'we'...
Most diaries are written in first person. Do you know anything about this, Heathcliff?
No... She's never once mentioned this dream to me.
Though it may be baseless conjecture...
But to say that we must "embrace the encroaching sins and descend into the world beneath"...
... Perhaps the diary means to instruct us to face the Peccatula and continue to descend into the basement.
You're saying that Catherine... planned all this?
Mm. Though I remain uncertain if this is what Miss Faust had implied earlier, yet...
... Heathcliff, did it not appear to you that the diary is answering directly to your beckoning?
... Right, it's not just me who felt that, then?
Miss Catherine, she...
I don't want to speak so ill of the dead, but she seems a bit...
Yes, she was quite the character. And she could be a tad frightening, from time to time.
... Nelly. Linton said... something about my letters being burned at the incinerator, didn't he?
You think he's really the prick who nicked all my letters before they reached Cathy?
Well... I wouldn't put such behavior beyond Master Linton.
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